Mario looked down at his bloodstained shirt and overalls. The tear in his chest was nearly a foot across, and the pain burned into his scar was agonizing. Mario knew he wouldn't survive this. Bowser was completely silent, as if he didn't mean to kill the red-suited man, as if he didn't expect to. The horrified stutter grew louder as Bowser realized something. Mario slowly fell to the ground, with a smirk. He could just go to the last save point, right? Mario, life slowly fading thought one important question, "When did I last save?". Mario bled out his chest as he fell to the solid ground, trying to remember.