Might as well.

“I hope you appreciate this Amy,” You sigh and kneel to open the chest.

The lid creeks ominously as you lift it, sending a chill down your spine as a mental film reel of all the horror movies you’ve watched plays in your head.

“Relax Deirdra,” You say, steeling yourself. “Jigsaw isn’t trying to kidnap you.
Calming down, you gather enough courage to look inside the trunk.

“What the hell?”

Reaching inside you take out the largest knife you have ever seen. It had a wide, sharp blade and a mean looking spiked knuckle guard. There were also axes, swords and crossbows inside along with other exotic weapons you have never seen before, all neatly packed in this mini-medieval armory.