Pierre and his family were transported back to Paris and held in a jail with other nobles. They were given little food and water, and weren't given bathes. Pierre sat in the corner staring off into space thinking about how he failed as a husband and father. Pierre Jr. came over and sat on his dad's lap.
"Daddy?" Pierre Jr. asked.
"Yes kiddo?" Pierre Sr. answered.
"Why are we here Daddy? I thought you said we were going on vacation. This isn't a vacation!" Pierre Jr. began to sob.
Pierre Sr. held his son and rocked him back and forth. "The commoners are upset kiddo. They want change and in order to accomplish that they want to get rid of any upper-class people. I wanted to get us out of France and into Prussia but my plan didn't work." Pierre said as he rocked his son.
"Oh." Said Pierre Jr. sadly and began to cry.
Suddenly their name was called. Pierre looked up. A young man had just called their name and was waiting for a response. Pierre got up and walked over to the young man with his son right behind him. Belle and Marie had seen this and joined them. The young man told them to follow the soldiers at the door to the tumbrels. Pierre Sr. led the way grimly with his family trailing behind.
He reached the door and looked up at the officers. Something strange happened. He could have sworn he'd seen that face before. "This way Monsieur," said one of the officers. Again, he'd sworn he'd heard that voice before. He was sure of it. The two officers led them down a corridor and out onto a back street.
"I am confused officers. Where are the tumbrels?" Pierre asked.
One of the officers removed his hat. "It's me, François; I have come to save you! And I brought help." François points to the other officer, Lumiere. "Now get into these coffins so we can help you escape."
Pierre climbed into one of the coffins in the adjacent wagon. He watched as his family piled into the others. François and Lumiere then put on the lids of the coffin.
François and Lumiere then drove the wagon away. They make it out of the city gates and out into the countryside. All of a sudden from behind them came a troop from the French Army.
"STOP THIS WAGON!" the commander of the troop screamed. François and Lumiere did as they were told and stopped the wagon. They waited for the approach of the troop.
"We have received word that a family of four has escaped their execution. What is in your wagon?" the commander asked, rudely.
"Just some beheaded nobles." Lumiere answered. "Wanna see?"
"As a matter of fact, I would." the commander retorted, equally as rude.
"Very well." Lumiere opened the top coffin to reveal a disgusting sight of a beheaded noble.
"Alright, thank you," the commander said sadly.
"Wait Commander!" a lower officer said. "I have heard of people leaving one coffin with a dead body, and the rest with live nobles escaping. Check them all."
"Good Idea," said the commander enthusiastically. "Open them all."
One by one the soldiers opened each coffin to expose Pierre and his family.
"Arrest all six of them," exclaimed the commander with a grin on his face.
Again Pierre, his family, François, and Lumiere were transported to the prison. Pierre took his place in the corner and continued to think about his failure.