I guess we’re just abandoning the bathroom sink.

Moving out probably.

Whatever’s stuck down there is stronger than me. Possibly primordial. Almost definitely of the Seventh Circle, or some ancient mystical Lovecraftian shit.

Crap.

Is the Mungk in my pipes?

No, that bastard would never be so goddamned silent.

Target: 900 words
Written: 410 words, novella: The Mungk

Read: Swiss Family Robinson, Johann David Wyss
Comics: The Boys 1-4
Music: New Times, Violent Femmes