[ WP ] Your grandpa has died . Whilst clearing his house , you discover a secret compartment of his desk , full of papers documenting his double life .

A small metal piece lay under the lip of the second drawer. Fumbling with it yielded some very interesting results. 
 A secret compartment? My mind screamed. 
 Granddaddy was an established spy back in the old days, travelling between many countries. He told me stories of wit and fear, tales that took on some dark turns and sometimes were slightly too preposterous to be true. 
 
 Granddad also had a knack for finding things during his long walks in the woods. He'd come back with a wooden amulet for my sister one time, or a small shark tooth sculpture another. Indiscernible tools and quirky machinery were littered around his shed. 
 
 Fiddling with the tab, a soft sliding sound was heard. The drawer popped open slightly. The construction was simple, a slightly deeper compartment lay within the woodwork, with the normal drawer inside the deeper one. 
 
 The papers were kept in thick files. Large warning labels and stampings blanketed the leather covers. 
 
 Undoing the binding, i slowly poured the contents onto the table, sorting and arranging them. 
 
 I stood in shock. I stood in awe. 
 
 The folder was his lifelong secret, his massive and final collection. 
 Approximatley 5 kilograms of furry porn lay in front of me, resourced from his contacts, from around the world.
