> "Very simple, my not-so-spectral friend. Throughout our encounter I have had doubts about you. For instance, why would Death challenge me with video games, of all things? And why would Death be stupid enough to get eaten by a Grue on the first move of Zork? But my doubts weren't confirmed until, after I asked a seemingly innoculous question that was actually loaded with layers of psychological-"
"IT WAS THE HANDS, WASN'T IT? YOU SAW MY LUXURIOUS KNUCKLE HAIR AND REALISED THAT I WASN'T A CLOAKED SKELETON AT ALL, RIGHT?"
> "Sure, whatever!"
Death says, in a much more familiar voice "Okay, fine... you got me."
Then, he removes his hood, revealing him to be....!