What if the death knocked on your door? That is the premise underlying “Five minutes of life”. If the dreaded Grim Reaper comes to your home to take you with him, would you be able to talk and reason with him? Could you refute him? Would there be any way of making him change his mind? Maybe distracting him in some way, how can someone escape death when it is right in front of you? All these thoughts and many more come to mind of our protagonist at breakneck speed while his eyes try to send to his brain what they are seeing. What will be the weak point of this mystical and universal being? Will he have any? Because death is just that, death. No feeling, no empathy, no remorse. Or not.