"What? No, are you crazy," Eddie said, struggling not to shout, even in the relative safety of the basement. "We can't go back out there. You just saw what happens when we go out there, Jamie, you can't do that."

You can't do that to me, he thought, immediately ashamed of how selfish it was, that he'd rather leave Richie out there than take that risk. Not just for himself, but for Jamie and Bev, too. What if they went out there and something happened to them? Eddie knew already that he wouldn't be able to take it.

"Jamie, he fucking died out there trying to keep me—" His voice broke, becoming more strangled and terrified by the second. "To keep us safe. You're seriously talking about going out there again?"