Lewis, Hathaway and Mothra made their way

Lewis, Hathaway and Mothra made their way across the quad to Professor Wilkinson's offices. He offered them tea but Mothra was overly particular and so instead, after a long pause,

She politely declined, and instead asked for a glass of whiskey. Her alcoholism had been getting out of hand. When Lewis was offered tea he

was setting her up. The tea was laced with Ukon, a herbal hangover stopper. Without 'it' hanging over her, there was nothing to discourage her from binging her way to Cirrhosis

Town. Cirrhosis town was like candy land, but for drunks. To get there you needed your imagination and to drink as much as possible. There was a door cut into a Gigantic fatty live

r which opened up into memory loss, aggression, weight loss and the windows looked out towards a valley of destroyed lives. Surprisingly the queues at Cirrihosis town were massive

whales. Whales? We're underwater? ACK ack gurgle gub gub gub guuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhh..........

I open my eyes. Where am I? It's dark and stinky and...moist. If I can smell, I must be breathing. "W-ell," I said out loud to myself, but a surrounding voice answered me: "Yes?"

That's when I realized it was the well I was in answering me. "well," I said again, "how did I get down in you?" The smooth baritone of the well answered back. "it was Lassie.

Lassie pushed you in. Now she wants the humans to play fetch. Because Weatherwax keeps spending her checks." The well's cruel laugh consumed me with its hunger and darkness.