The alchemist raises his eyes fearfully. Their eyes lock, along with the alchemist stretches out a trembling hand. Death grasps his hand and sighs as she looks skywards. His face turns ashen, and he shudders before growing rigid. The hand Death holds slowly crumbles to ash and slips through her emaciated fingertips. A heap of ashes lies at Death's feet, and some of the ashes are carried off in...