Superhuman.

The following morning, Isaac and Malcolm met in the front lounge with their hunting gear. Large backpacks were slung over their shoulders.

''Water… First Aid Kit… Knife… Survival Blanket… Flashlight… Lighter… Bullets…'' Isaac went through all his equipment, verifying that he hadn't forgotten anything.

Malcolm was calmly standing with his backpack hanging from his shoulders. He had already checked five times and had made sure that he hadn't forgotten anything.

Madison appeared with several plastic containers from the kitchen. The containers were small enough that she didn't have any issues toting them.

''Here you go,'' She gave the containers to Malcolm.

''Thank you.'' Malcolm stored the snacks inside of his backpack, and after patting his pockets and making sure that his phone and wallet were there, he was prepared to leave.

''Do you have your hunter license with you?'' Madison asked her husband, who almost always forgot something important when he went out.