if you're lost you can look (and you will find me)
[https://archiveofourown.org/works/16397831/] - - public:opalsong
Neil Josten jerked awake, his cigarette falling from his fingers as he did. The frigid air bit at his arms, his neck, his face, but he didn't notice, too busy looking around. "What the fuck." or Neil and Andrew wake up back in Millport, and get the chance to start over.