“You can’t hide from the Grim Reaper. Especially when he’s got a gun.”

Today I stumbled upon this article: 

“Set around a series of galleries in an old monastery, the museum allows death, in the form of human skulls, to stare you in the face from every angle. [...] In glass cabinets, hanging from walls, peeking out at you from round corners, deathly creations are everywhere. [...] You can also [...]