From 11:00PM PDT on Friday, July 1 until 5:00AM PDT on Saturday, July 2, the Shmoop engineering elves will be making tweaks and improvements to the site. That means Shmoop will be unavailable for use during that time. Thanks for your patience!
Anyway, back to October 6. That night the French are getting ready to leave Moscow. The troops are gathered and the prisoners are all dressed and ready to go.
The sick guy is being left behind, and that’s stressing everyone.
Pierre tries to go talk to the friendly French guard. He’s totally creeped out when the guard suddenly starts acting like a robot. He’s all business, yelling at the prisoners and not seeing them like human beings anymore.
The prisoners are marched off, and Pierre is put with the Russian officers, all of whom are totally mean to him because he’s spent four weeks avoiding them.
They walk through burned-down Moscow and see a horrible sight: a dead man, propped up against the fence of a church, his face all smeared with soot as some kind of corpse desecration. It’s revolting, but there’s nothing anyone can do.