Holding the spear in both hands, Valerie cast her eyes over it and inspected it thoroughly. She turned it over, ran her fingers over the shaft and even dragged a finger across the edge of the blade. She winced slightly, dragging her hand away with her finger dripping blood as she inevitably cut herself doing that, but she couldn't help but look at that cut with a goofy smile across her face.
"It's real..." She whispered to herself, before starting to laugh. It was a laugh that started nervous, then picked up steam quickly, until she was cackling like a wicked witch at the top of her lungs.
"IT'S REAL! IT'S FUCKING REAL!" She screamed, thrusting her hands into the air and hoisting the spear above her head, like she was some caveman that had finally discovered fire.
