Vittoria looked down at the staircase descending into the void and suddenly wanted to turn back.
Descending from the chopper in her khaki shorts and white sleeveless top, Vittoria Vetra looked nothing like the bookish physicist he had expected.
He descended into a fit of coughing and barely managed to choke out the words, "Locate the canister immediately …. I am coming."
The doors closed, and the car began to descend.
24:00:00 …. 23:59:59 …. 23:59:58 …. Langdon studied the descending counter and decided it looked unsettlingly like a time bomb.
Langdon descended from the craft and turned to help Vittoria, but she had already dropped effortlessly to the ground.
The droplet appeared and disappeared in the robotic red blinking of a digital LED descending resolutely, making the technician’s skin crawl.
Langdon and Vittoria followed the white marble treads as they descended between a gauntlet of nude male sculptures.
Now, as Camerlegno Carlo Ventresca descended the Royal Staircase, he tried to comprehend the chain of events that had delivered him to this extraordinary crossroads.
Moving like a human wall, they began to descend.
Thankfully, they would not have to descend.
"What became of him?" she asked, descending, trying to keep her voice steady.
Vittoria motioned to the far side of the hole where a rotting, wooden ladder descended into the depths.
He had descended past a hollowed niche in the wall before him and suddenly found himself face to face with a collection of skulls.
As the echo of the ninth bell faded away, a peaceful silence descended across the square.
Already short of breath and struggling with the cumbersome volume, Langdon descended the ladder.
Chartrand enjoyed being out of the heavy goggles, and he stretched his neck as they descended into the sunken niche to scan the area.
As Langdon’s eyes followed the inferno upward, the true horror of the scene descended like a bird of prey.
The incensor cables stretched outward from the man’s wrists, rising to the ceiling where they passed through pulleys, and descended again to metal cleats on either side of the church.
He lifted an oil lamp, preparing to descend.
Descending the gangplank was another figure …. a figure who moved so uniquely that it could only be one man.
"Careful now," Chartrand urged, sounding focused as the group began descending the stairs toward the helicopter.
He pushed past the others and began descending the Necropolis the way he had come, running down the hill.
The camerlegno felt himself drawn …. faster …. descending the stairs into the sunken area where the ninety-nine oil lamps shone brightly.
11:12 P.M. Dashing down the stone ramp that hugged the inside of the wall, Langdon descended to the courtyard.
This section of the traforo apparently descended to the dungeons, not to the top.
Then, as the camerlegno descended the stairs into the light, he had seemed to disappear beneath the floor.
The camerlegno felt like he was floating as he descended into the Niche of the Palliums.
According to accounts from the select few clergy who had descended over the years, the Necropolis was a dark maze of subterranean crypts that could swallow a visitor whole if he lost his way.
Holy visions and divine messages had always seemed like wishful delusions to him-the product of overzealous minds hearing what they wanted to hear-God did not interact directly! A moment later, though, as if the Holy Spirit Himself had descended to persuade Chartrand of His power, Chartrand had a vision.
It descended on them like the wrath of hell, shaking the granite foundation of Vatican City, knocking the breath out of people’s lungs, sending others stumbling backward.