Emily (whispering throughout): Psst! Death! Over here! Death (not whispering): Ah. Hello! Sorry about before. I often turn up at awkward moments it seems. Emily: Eh, don’t worry about it. Death: Were you reading those books? Emily: Uh... yeah. At recess I was looking for stories about the Grim Reaper. Death: Ha! Any luck? Emily: Well, I found stories, but they didn’t seem... true. Death: I would expect that they’re not. Emily: But we know what you look like, so something must be true. Death: I have a theory about that. Emily: Yeah? Death: I think I just take the form of whatever the cultural beliefs about me happen to be. Emily: Riiiight. Death: HA, HA! What, did you think Western cultures were the only ones who got it right? Bit up yourself, hey? Emily: No, I just hadn’t got around to thinking of that yet.
--- Alt text: not thinking things through