She wakes in a cart. Hay. Blood in her mouth. Jamie’s arm around her, galloping toward Lallybroch.

Geillis Duncan stood beside her, fiery hair unbound, smiling like a martyr who knew the punchline.

Claire almost laughed. The “tongues” were French medical terms. The “devil” was a husband from 1945. And the blight? That was just rain. But reason had no seat at this bonfire.

“We’re not witches,” Geillis says louder, for the crowd. “We’re travelers. And you’ll burn us for it all the same.” Jamie cuts Claire free. But before they can run, a stone—thrown by a boy she once cured of fever—hits her temple. The world goes soft-focus, then .

“I believe you,” he says. “About the stones. About the other husband. About everything.”

“I’m not a witch. I’m just a nurse who fell in love with the wrong century.” No music. Just the sound of stones humming. And a subtitle: “For those who watch in 720p because 4K can’t make the pain sharper.” Would you like a follow-up scene from S01E12 (“Lallybroch”) written in this same visual, meta-textual style?

Lallybroch on the horizon. Smoke from the hearth. A future that hasn’t happened yet. And Claire, wiping mud from her wedding ring, whispering to the wind:

“Take your hands off my wife.”