Still sleepy, Max tries to recollect the events of last night, albeit difficultly.

There was a campfire, next to the big, scary magic river.
Some ghosts babbling nonsense?
From there everything gets a bit blurred.
“Urgh,my head hurts…”
“mooooorning, sleepybutts!”
“hey, mr. bunny, get your fluffy bum up or you’re gonna miss the breakfest, hoho!”
Mr. Rabbit is suddenly awake at the slight mention of food.
“HUH BREAKFAST WHAT?! Ahuhem! I mean- Good morning my fellow companions. Have you rested well?”