There have been rumours circulating the corridors of old Islington Mill. Strange creatures lurking in the shadows, blood curdling screams and people looking suspiciously hairy. Granted, a lot of this is quite a regular occurrence in Salford's artistic hub, but if the gossip is to be believed, it seems that there are some Werewolves amongst us! And it falls to you, dear villager, to figure out who is such a devious, hungry and oh so hairy beast.
Join me, Venn Smyth, a humble steward of the Mill who has known quite a few hairy beasts in his time, for a night of game-play, frivolity and general good times (minus the murders). Bring a friend (or someone you would like to see eaten alive) to play a game which is much like The Traitors except no Claudia - sorry. I do however, have some lovely jumpers and kilts.
Bring your own tipple of choice (teas & coffees available), your best interrogation skills and don't bother shaving - we like it hairy.