By the time that Thanatos, the personification and god of death, had arrived, you hadn’t realized that you were dead. You had gone on about your life as you would normally have. You hadn’t the slightest clue that you were dead. “Oh for Hades sake.” Thanatos said. “Come here you, you’re dead.” He said as he picked you up and carried you over his shoulder. He planned on carrying you to the Underworld where you’d spend your afterlife.