He led us to his room and started rummaging through his closet. On his worktable were two long knives. I recognized them as auto carbine bayonets. Back home you could get them super cheap, around $300 at a surplus store. Every goon had one. Cotton shoplifted one once, but the cops took it away when they caught him trying to use it to pry the front off a vending machine to steal super sugar cupcakes. They might have arrested him had they not been called away because some guy three blocks over was getting knifed by a virtually identical blade. Cotton picked the one up on the right and rubbed his thumb against the blade. It was dull, which was how they invariable came at the surplus store, though local goons found the blades were capable of holding a razor sharp edge. Cotton never sharpened his. Cotton picked up the one on the left and bent the blade. It was a trainer with an elastopolymer blade. Space marines used them for practice. They were great for practical jokes. Cotton put the trainer down to the right of the real one.
