My name is Henry Griffin. I've spent my whole life living in exotic places and I learned a great many things. I also had a habit of getting into trouble, a lot of trouble. So to keep me safe, my anthropologist parents shipped me off to the one place I've never lived... America. Now I live with my uncle and cousin trying to fit in at Smithson High, a school inside the National Museum Complex. I work in the museum's basement where they store all kinds of weird stuff.

Want to know what I've learned so far? No matter how hard I avoid it, trouble always seems to find me.