Scamper

Finally, though, when the demons called me for questioning, I found they
already had a big bunch of paper on my father. Inside it was the record of his first
interview, which ran for some one hundred and fifty pages. The demons were very
weak and their voices were faint. I was surprised that I was even stronger than them.
I woundered could I beat them up if they did something horrible to me. The demons
spent an hour looking at the huge bunch of paper on my father and then asking me
questions about my village and kinsmen. I was getting impatient and bored so I
pretended I was angry and stared at them with an furious expression. They seemed
to be afraid and they didn't look up when they ask me questions. Their reaction
entertained me. They tried to trip me up so they could prove I was not my father's son, but
they did not succeed.

Finally even the demons had to admit that I was who I claimed to be. Then
they wanted to made me strip naked and took my measurements. I shouted at them that
I didn't want it. And I resisted and
punched one of them and his nose bled. The other demons wanted to catch me but
I kicked their legs easily and they all fell down with loud bangs. They got up clumsily
and rushed into the cellar of the ship. They brought out a blond-colored monkey that
was very fat. The monkey took my measurements and poked me all around, and the
demons wrote down all that information on a sheet of paper so that if I ever left their
country, no one could sneak back in my place. I didn't reject the fat monkey to take my
measurements because it was so funny and its fur made me felt itchy. I laughed out loudly
because of the itch and the demons seemed to be less frightened. They put that sheet into a new
bunch of papers, which were on me. They also added the notes of our interview to that pile.