Angels and demons

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Description

simply did a voice over for the prologue

Vocal Characteristics

Language

English

Voice Age

Young Adult (18-35)

Accents

British (England - South East - Oxford, Sussex) British (General)

Transcript

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Angels and Demons. Prologue physicist Leonardo Vetra smelled burning flesh and you knew it was his home. He stared up in terror of the dark figure looming over him. What do you want? The shiv, the recipe voice replied. The password. But I don't. The intruder pressed down again, grinding the white hot object deeper into veterans chest. There was the hiss or broiling fresh veteran cried out in agony. There is no password. He felt himself drifting towards unconsciousness. The figure Glad, no overlap. You're not afraid of that. Virtual forced to keep his senses. But the darkness was closing in. His only solace was annoying. His attacker would never obtain what he had come for. A moment later, however, the figure produced a blade and brought your veterans face. The blade hovered carefully, surgically for the love of ******* God. Vetra streamed, but it was too late. Aye. Atop the steps of the Great Pyramid of Giza, a young woman laughed and called on to him. Robot, hurry up! And you should have married a younger man. Her smile was magic. He struggled to keep up, but his legs felt like stone. Wait, he begged please! As it climbed, his vision begun to blur. There was a thundering in his ears. I must reach her. But when you looked up again, the woman had disappeared in a place student, old man with rotting. The man stared down, culling his lips into a lonely grips. And then he let out a scream of anguish that resounded across the desert Rob. But Langdon awoke with a start from his nightmare. The phone beside his bed was ringing days he picked up the receiver. Hello, I'm looking for Robert Langdon, a man's voice said. Langdon set up and his empty bed and tried to clear his mind. This is Robert Langdon, he squinted at his digital clock. It was 5:18 a.m. I must see you immediately. Who is this?