Matthew smiled at Glade.<br/>"Morning..." said a half asleep Flint. Matthew took some of his food and gave it to his spirits, including Flint, all of which surprisingly split the food evenly. They're smart little creatures, thought Matthew as he continued eating.<br/><br/>Death stood and walked to the breakfast buffet, where he took the biggest orange and walked outside. He whistled loudly, and in a puff of green smoke, Death's zombie horse Despair appeared before him. Death stroked his green fiery mane and fed him the orange. Despair happily ate it, peel and all.