Screaming like a stuck mynock.

Atton waves a hand in front of his eyes, experimentally.

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Guppy doesn't blink. He doesn't even see the hand.

In front of him, Fry is joined by two other boys, one on the drums and one on the violin. They launch into the chorus, Fry leaning forward into the microphone as he lets the guitar roar.

"We may have got detention,
But you can't destroy the song,
The record needle's broken,
But the music lingers on.
And it's not about sex and it's not about drugs
And the music's everything to us
Broken needles... broken needles..."

The music leads into an interlude, but fades quietly into the background. Fry puts down the guitar, and walks right up to Guppy. He grins at him, looking like he's going to hug him, but instead putting his hand out for a high five.

Guppy smiles slightly, and reaches forward to give it. As his hand touches Fry's, the vision fades, and he finally blinks and looks around at the others.

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Seeing Guppy reach out is worrying but Will doesn't know what to do and gives a worried glance to Atton.

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Guppy doesn't seem distressed, which is good.

Atton gives him a shake.
"You okay, there?"

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Guppy jumps, then looks at Atton, then nods.

"...Yeah, I think so. Feel a bit funny."

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"Aye, good, dinna wish to lose ye."

Now Will can hear the dogs again and he looks away from the direction they're coming from.

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Atton's eyes flick over to Will, before he shrugs and starts walking again.

"We can't let these visions lead us around. We don't want to get lost."

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"My son looks like he might be cooler than me." Guppy says, dazedly. "Or not, depending how his lyrics go down."

He rubs his forehead.

"I'm sorry for getting sidetracked. I... I couldn't see or hear either of you."

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Will's just nodding and trying very hard to keep his attention on Atton and what he's saying as the dogs keep sounding louder and closer.

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"C'mon. Let's see if we can find a map."

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Guppy nods, glancing at Will.

"Will, you okay?"

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He can hear Guppy but the fear from the dogs getting closer is louder and Will starts running, he won't be caught again.

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"Will!" Atton speeds into his path. "Stay still. Don't start running off on your own." Pause. "S'not real."

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Guppy catches them up, ducks down and firmly presses on the pressure points on both Will's ankles, catching him as he falls. He can't stop the vision but that should mean Will can't run off for a minute or two.

"Will, focus on us."

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Will curses as he goes down, "Let me go!"

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Atton waits, silently, prepared for if Will tries to run again.

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"It's okay Will, it's okay." Guppy holds him gently but firmly; presumably between the two of them they can keep Will restrained until this wears off, and treat any black eyes and bruises afterwards.

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The dogs are getting closer and Will keeps fighting as he yells,

"Willna let 'em take me, na 'gain!"

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Atton realises there's no reasoning with Will, not at the moment.

Thus, he just moves to help Guppy hold him.

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"It's okay." Guppy keeps saying, holding Will in a firm hug hold.

"How long was I out for?" He asks Atton, grimacing as one of Will's flailing hands hits him on the nose. He swears and holds on tight.

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After a time, Will stops as the sounds finally fade and he looks up at them,

"Forgive me."

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"Not long," Atton says.

Then, as Will calms, he lets go and steps away.
"I don't think you injured either of us too badly."

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Guppy's nose is bleeding slightly, but clearly not broken or anything. He presses a tissue onto it.

"It's okay." he says again, helping Will up. "Are you all right now? Yours sounded a lot more frightening than mine."

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"Thought was bein' chased 'gain with 'ounds."

He sits up slowly, trying to pull himself together.

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