An antique mirror displays an image of the Grim Reaper to some who gaze into it, causing them to disappear without a trace.
This is an enjoyable weird tale that bridges the pups and M.R. James in tone and theme; not particularly boundary-pushing, but the banter between the characters is enjoyable and the cursed object is sufficiently creepy. I’m sure I read this when “Skeleton Crew” came out in paperback – I devoured Stephen King’s books all through high school – but I don’t remember it. I may have to peruse some more stories in this collection that have slipped my memory.