In an icy February night, a youthful oblivious in the driver’s seat an auto smashed in Montana, not a long way from the fringe with Canada. It is transported instantly to a high-security jail and tormented steadily for quite a long time. Be that as it may, beside a couple of condemnations in an obscure dialect, not saying anything. He is a time traveler from what’s to come. In view of the novel by Robert Reed.