"You at the barricade, listen to this!
The people of Paris sleep in their beds.
You have no chance, no chance at all!
Why throw your lives away!"
Soft night-rain woke him up. He was laying in the street, among dead bodies. He didn´t hear anything and he fought himself to the sitting position.
Soldiers were all gone.
"Let others rise,
to take our place,
until the earth is free! "
He ran toward the summit of the barricade with their beautiful red flag, ready to die while letting it flow, when the bullet hit and everything disappeared.
Cool night-rain seemed to clear his thoughts. He had to escape... but how?
Then he knew it. Sewers!
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That´s all, folks. Yes, he escaped via sewers, like Valjean and Marius. I won´t continue this story, it´s just my personal little fantasy.