Faction Paradox: Rose-Coloured Crosshairs

‘There was a temple at the dawn of time. Except it was not a temple and it was not at the dawn of time.

A dreadful thought crossed the man’s mind. Except the thought was not dreadful and the mind did not belong to a man.

A tube train arrived at a London Underground station. Except it was not a tube train and it had not arrived at a London Underground station.

The sabre-toothed tiger strode majestically across the ice-age wasteland. Except it was not a sabre-toothed tiger and it was not an ice-age wasteland.

Memories cheat.

But so do Faction Paradox.’