Aimee's POV
I gasped as I looked around the shed. There were all sorts of weapons you can think of, some traditional, some modern. They ranged from the ordinary bow and arrow to machine guns and riffles, some of which were heavy. I’ve only seen some of these in action movies and pictures. I carefully went around, touching some. I was actually afraid of touching some. “Don’t be afraid babes, go ahead. It isn’t loaded.” He said when he saw that I tried touching the M2 browning machine gun but quickly withdrew my hand. “I thought that some of these were only army weapons, how come you have them?” I asked really surprised.
“Anything is possible in the world of the supernatural. Some of these were used by my ancestors down in the medieval century, such as the bayonet, club spear, ordinary a
