We were some sort of rainbow colored small bear-like creatures (sort of like Care Bears). We lived in a run down building.
It is nighttime and we are trying to sleep in one room, inside sleeping bags. It is so cold though because the room's windows don't have glass or anything inside the panes, so the freezing air comes right in.
Later: Something weird is going on with the leader of our bear clan. She comes out of the basement storage and is displaying all these really gross, dirty stained rugs. We are all creeped out. She goes up to her son bear and shows him one of the more nasty crusty rugs and says "This was your (dead) father's personal rug" and tells him to smell it.
Later: A bunch of us bears are laughing and poking fun at one other bear. Then later on we are disturbed because we haven't seen that one bear for quite some time now, and we're worried our teasing maybe went too far and has made him snap. We fear he'll be coming back to get us in a transformed evil demon bear form.
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