“Light blossomed from beneath the statue. It sprang out of the ground in tiny shafts, bits and pieces, growing and emanating until the surrounding area was illuminated as day.
“The statue was of William Wallace.
“And that was the day he came back to save the Scots.
“Of course, for this to all make sense I need you to forget what you know of history. Easy enough right?
“Wallace never lost.
“That’s right. He never lost at Falkirk, and that’s where things will get a bit messy for you.”
Drill-Seargant Jim Carrick Lawsson laughed. A cackle if you ever heard one.
“So, my little soldiers, you’ve stumbled into an alternate dimension. We don’t care where you came from, who’s Daddy was yours. And we certainly don’t care about you.
“Welcome to Scotland the Brave.”
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