Sky High..... And Back Down Again

I jumped my solid black Hyena around the clouds. He looked pretty awkward without his red spike and black Mysterious Cloak on, so I ushered him to the top to get his stuff back along with a new item. He jumped and leaped, and soon he was nearly at the top. "C'mon, buddy. Mister Scarymoon, you can make it," I whispered to him.

I lied.

He slipped from a cloud, bumping into a Phantom. I watched as the electricity jolted his body, as coins slipped from his grasp. I thought he'd just come back and we could try again, but I was wrong.

I watched, horrified, as he fell. He was screaming in terror. There was nothing I could do. Mister Scarymoon hit the ground, an audible SNAP! making me wince and remove my headphones. Blood spilled from his mouth. He lay, slowly and painfully dying.

"MISTER SCARYMOON!" I shouted in anguish. But I was helpless to save him.

I have never played Sky High again. The last words I'd heard him mutter haunt me to this day.

"So close to sky high....

And back down again."