For as long as Benny could remember, the moon had always been above him, beaming brightly as he sailed through the crisp night air. It was his guide, buddy, and constant companion during Halloween's frightening festivities.

But something went wrong tonight. Benny fluttered his wings and flew high, but the sky was empty—no moon, no light, just infinite blackness. His little heart fell. What would Halloween be like if there was no moon? How could anybody enjoy the night?