Kleen Out Drain Opener [better] -

“Don’t touch it!” he managed to croak, but it was too late. Their ten-year-old daughter, Maya, had heard the commotion and run in from the living room in her socks. One foot landed in a small puddle of the run-off.

A scalding, black, reeking slurry erupted from the P-trap beneath the sink. It was not water. It was a toxic sludge, still fizzing and smoking slightly, that splattered across the cleaning supplies, the boxes of sponges, and the bag of potatoes. Lena screamed. Arthur rushed over and instinctively threw open the cabinet door. kleen out drain opener

The bottle was an unassuming thing. It sat on the bottom shelf of the kitchen pantry, behind the extra ketchup and a bag of flour, its grey plastic body emblazoned with a simple, almost friendly logo: Kleen-Out . The label promised a “Professional Strength Gel” that would “DESTROY CLOGS FAST.” Below that, in letters so small they seemed almost ashamed, were the warnings: POISON. CAUSES SEVERE BURNS. HARMFUL OR FATAL IF SWALLOWED. KEEP OUT OF REACH OF CHILDREN. “Don’t touch it