Terror Has No Shape

It has no face, no footprints and gives no warning... it just appears. A pale figure comes out of the darkness, cold to the touch and emitting the unmistakable odour of Strata, El Dorado and Nelson Sauvin. What’s in it? A 5.5% Pale Ale... something wicked... What does it want? It fills your glass. Tropical fruit appears out of the darkness. Citrus breaks through the silence. A bitter, resinous finish lingers with one final sip. We don’t know whether it’s alive. One thing is certain... TERROR HAS NO SHAPE BUT IT TASTES BLOODY GOOD / 5.5% / 440ml