Seamus hates Mondays. Dad’s yelling at him to get up. His younger brother Olly is insulting him. Same old, same old. Until Seamus gets in the shower, wishing he could escape.
There’s a flash of light, and Seamus finds himself in the middle of a field . . . naked . . . with an army of soldiers on horseback coming at him from one side, and a bunch of angry farmers with pitchforks from the other.
What the . . .!?
Seamus makes a run for it. He finds some clothes—but the kids who own the clothes find him. Can Seamus convince them to help him? And can he ever get home from this weird medieval world?