Under other circumstances, Stan would be fucking terrified of the guy and of going into a place he's never seen.

Then again, he'd gone into a blood-soaked bathroom in a much worse building than this, because it was for Beverly. He'd gone into Neibolt for Beverly. And this guy might scare Stan a little bit shitless, but Bev wouldn't stay here if he was bad.

He wouldn't talk to Stan this way either.

So Stan steps in and lets the door close, trying to breathe evenly as he processes. "She's asleep too?" and there's no hiding how it guts him. "I-- everyone is. I mean, the everyone that matters to me. Eddie and Richie and Jamie, and the nurse says it's just fine, but it's not fine. Everyone's--"

He pushes the heels of his hands against his eyes, trying to steel himself. "Thank you for telling me," he whispers.