“The guard looked down at the scarlet bloodstains blooming on his chest. He appeared to think of something that he needed to say, but as his lips began to form the words, his knees gave up the strain of supporting his ruined bulk. He collapsed to the floor, his throat issuing a final sound like a bubbling casserole.” DyingDeath Rattle Book:The Zombie Room Source: The Zombie Room
“Moriarty rarely smiled,and then usually to terrify some poor victim. The first time I heard him laugh, I thought he had been struck by a deadly poison and the stutter escaping through his locked jaws was a death rattle.” SmileMoriartyDeath Rattle Book:Professor Moriarty: The Hound of the D'Urbervilles Source: Professor Moriarty: The Hound of the D'Urbervilles
“Who is your father?” Vanessa asked. “He’s Death. Sometimes you call him The Grim Reaper. Although he’s really not that grim. Compared to me atleast.” Her iris became white as her pupils shrank. Dabria became skeletal.” HumorDeathHorrorGrim ReaperDeath RattleDabriaDeath Srattle Book:Death's Rattle Source: Death's Rattle