[when the hair starts cascading out of the open freezer door, Richie is too confused to react. the bloody ice chunks, the glassy blue stare ... all of it is the sort of thing that ... really doesn't mesh with reality. you don't open a freezer and see the head of someone you were painting a shack with.

you just don't.

it's not real.

he swallows, and turns to Eddie. his voice is small, but calm, in the way that suggests the calm is thin ice waiting to be broken

Whatever you guys are seeing, it's okay. It's ... it's just another hallucination. Because there's no way what I'M seeing is real, right now.