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It's July 28, 1794 in Paris, France, five years after the French Revolution began.

One of the largest crowds the city has ever seen, gathers at one of the city's public squares.

Less than two years ago, on this very spot, King Louis XVI was executed.

Now, the spectators hang from every window and line every rooftop to see the death of another tyrant.

As a carriage approaches, they get a glimpse of the mutilated and bloody Maximilian Robespierre,

and the crowd explodes and fury.

He is the man they have all been waiting for.

Robespierre helped lead the charge in the execution of the king.

The revolutionary statesmen look on gleefully as they took the head off Queen Marie Antoinette.

He oversaw thousands of executions against suspected enemies of the revolution, a period of state sanctioned violence known as the reign of terror.

But now, he finds himself facing the same fate.

Inside the carriage, Robespierre lays limb, nearly unconscious from pain.

He's been badly beaten and his face is wrapped with a blood-stained bandage.

It's the only thing holding his jaw in place.

With each bump along the cobblestone streets, the searing pain makes Robespierre regret his earlier attempt to take his own life by gunshot.

He missed and only blew out the side of his mouth, an injury that makes this trip to the guillotine all the more torturous.

Robespierre is only shaken out of his lethargy by the crowd's jeers.

One woman calls him a monster spewed from hell.

She gloats that his death will bring her joy.

Robespierre looks sadly into her eyes.

He had only ever wanted the best for France.

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