CHUNK THE 11TH: CANTO II: THE ABYSS MALL - The Road To Hell is Paved with Low Prices...

Rune and the Miggins finally arrive on their first of many steps through Hell to get to Dismaedonna and Dark Goddess, Circe Circa. Across a desolate parking lot, at the edge of a yawning void, is The Abyss Mall. Once inside, our heroes will have to surmount zombie mall walkers and dangerous breakfast cereals in order to further their descent... into ... say it with us: HELL!The Further Adventures of Rune is a serialized fantasy comedy podcast and absurdist AudioToon, blending literary satire, long-form storytelling, and classic radio-play style storytelling.New episodes released weekly. Ideal for listeners who enjoy absurdist fantasy, independent audio drama, and serialized fiction podcasts.Keywords / Tags: fantasy comedy, absurdist audio drama, serialized fiction, Rune, Miggins, Dusty St. Clair, Red Scarlett, The Gax, Eccles and Bluebottle, The Unkillibles, Brother Theodore, Rath, journey to Hell, literary satire, independent podcast, fantasy satire, AudioToonCopyright (C) 2026 Mike WattThis week's music provided by Johann Sebastian Bach: Toccata and Fugue in D minor"Through me is the way to the city of woe;Through me the way unto eternal pain;Through me the way among the lost below.”‘If nothing is ventured, then nothing is gain--ed,’ thought Rune, ‘but with strength and fortune combined,we shall reach Dismædonna without much strain.’Before them nothing was of any kindExcept eternity (and the Dude) abide:“Leave, ye that enter here, all hope behind!"T'was on a banner, hung above them what residewithin this place, this fortress, this plot device.What t'was needed, t'was desired, t’was: a Guide!A native or employee, with sound advice,To get them from here to there without reject--ing their livingness with but a roll of dice.Time and again Rune had learned to expectboth rock and hard place and Scylla and Charybdisto impede him, offering zero respect.(Rune grumbled, ‘There is no rhyme for ‘Charybdis,’he said to whomever, and repeated hisargument that no audience would dig this.)Dusty read the cracked and peeling banner above the double doors made of the glass darkly through which he peered: “ ‘Abandon all hope, ye with disposable income.’ Well, that’s business for you.”