You see the hill that you went to the top of yesterday with an old man
neighbor. You had a small picnic at the top near a group of old
standing stones; but not to near, since the old man was superstitious.
You gathered a few plants to press but left one because the man was in
a hurry to get away from the hill.
You get to the top and see the plant. As you draw nearer to the plant
and the stones, you hear a strange humming noise, like a beehive. You
reach for the plant and the stone screams.
...Nothing happens! Time travel my bum. This thing is probably some
toy you get from a magician's shop. Oh well. Better get back to Frank,
your husband. You promised to meet him at noon. You are going to lunch
to get the full feel of your vacation in Scotland; a second honeymoon
after World War 2, which separated you for 7 years. What a great place
to re establish your marriage.