The Auditors are great.
'Understood, said one of the incarnate ones. 'We know the way. We will lead.'
It walked into the door
The Auditors clustered around the door for a while, and then one of them glared at Lady LeJean, who smiled.
'Doorknob,' she said.
The Auditor turned back to the door, stared at the brass knob, and then looked the door up and down. It dissolved into dust.
'Doorknob was simpler,' said Lady LeJean.
As a matter of fact, Death has never really got the hang of doorknobs either. Or latches.