Deeds Flight by Night BBA Imp. Stout 440ml Can

Beneath the moon's baleful glow, you sprint down empty streets, desperate for an
escape. Predatory shapes dart behind you, pale faces leering from darkened
doorways. Is that merely a shadow? Or something more sinister? Adrenaline
pounding in your ears, you sense primal hunger surrounding you. The things that
were once human seem to be herding you, savouring your dread as they close in.