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Robert Langdon gazed at her across a river whose churning waters ran red with blood. On the far bank, the woman stood facing him, motionless, solemn, her face hidden by a shroud. In her hand she gripped a blue tainia cloth, which she now raised in honor of the sea of corpses at her feet. The smell of death hung everywhere.

Seek, the woman whispered. And ye shall find.

Langdon heard the words as if she had spoken them inside his head. "Who are you?" he called out, but his voice made no sound.

Time grows short, she whispered. Seek and find.

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Dan Brown: Inferno
www.danbrown.com/inferno.