[Once in the room, things get even easier on the Earl. Undertaker leaves him standing alone by the bed for just a moment, long enough to tug the blankets down.]

You certainly did. [He pats the edge of the bed, inviting Vincent to sit or lie down, whichever he wants.] There exists a world after death, one most people won't ever see. They go on about their lives, they die, then they go to wherever they're meant to go after that. It's much like a business of its own, making sure souls get from the body to the right place. Those were the people you saw.

[No sense hiding it from him anymore, now that they're here.] They're called grim reapers. You know the term, I believe.