The phones back home weren't like these communicator things. They had cords. We didn't have internet, at least not in Derry. It was 1989. Medieval times would be worse. They wouldn't know about vaccines or hand sanitizer or anything important.

[He smiles back.]

Yeah, the losers' club, that's what we called each other, we were best friends. Most of us didn't have siblings. We all got bullied at school, so that's how we came up with the name. I think the rest of them will show up here or me and Richie will get sent back. Losers always stick together.