That is not dead which can eternal lie,
And with strange aeons even death may die.
In his house at R'lyeh dead Cthulhu waits dreaming.
- "The Call of Cthulhu" by H.P. Lovecraft
So, I was at a Halloween party discussing rum and elder gods, as one does, and we hit upon a new concoction for consumption when apocalypse is nigh and you can feel the earth shake as dread Cthulhu rises from his watery slumber.
In an old-fashioned glass, ritual goblet, or other suitable drinking vessel, combine:
Top off with:
Add lime juice to taste.
Much credit here goes to Anton Cancre.