We were one word away from tragedy

As long as Death takes off his shoes before coming in, we're cool.

Yeah he rings the doorbell to go after you when you are (edit) vulnerable. I had this night terror before.

"Fear the old blood"

"When Death came for me, at least he was polite."

“trick or treat”

Whole title is "Death as an uninvited guest"

Death must be embraced

He's wearing a heavy fur coat, because he's so skinny. And clearly, it's autumn outside. Sensible.

Unfunny jokes aside, the caption plusquamperfectum reminds me of the linguistic tense. A tense which was never really well explained to me in German (Plusquamperfekt).

Wikipedia lists it to mean "used to refer to an occurrence that at a past time had already been started (but not necessarily completed)". In the context of this painting, it's an apt metaphor for the process of death, which began at birth.