Shit, I nearly drifted off there.

Need to stay alert so tha…

Gaaaah!

It grasps me by my leg. I scramble and scratch at the carpet desperately. I try to dig my hands in, but I can’t. I hear it make a noise, a horrible “grrrrrr” sound as it drags me out from under the couch.

It’s teeth are clamped into my thigh, but I don’t really feel any pain. It flicks my body up over its head and lets go of my leg. Briefly I fly before landing heavily on the carpet.
Immediately I’m up and running towards the nearest couch. I don’t look at it, I just run. Knowing it will take too long to get a safe distance underneath, I attempt to climb the couch. I immediately regret my decision.
It pounces on me and its maw clamps down viciously on my ear. The beast peels me off the couch and throws me to the floor.

Running and hiding bring me no success. I decide to stand my ground and fight. I get up and turn to face the beast. It pauses, and glares at me with its demonic orange orbs, hackles raised. Ragged off-white fur is spread manically about its face. It bares its teeth, and lets out a low growl.
I have no weapons, but I do have heart. I recall the power of the Care Bears’ countdown and attempt to invoke one to repel this most foul beast. I hold out my heart and shout, “Care Bears’ Countdown!”

I think I might not be a Care Bear.

It barks at me, and then rips my heart out.