It is real, honestly! If you look you'll see them and then you can rescue me. But watch out for their teeth!
No, I'm not dreaming, they are really there and I'm scared that they'll get me. I can't move, can't get out of bed because they'll get me.
Please, just look, they really are under there, waiting. They'll bite me and tear my feet off. Then they'll start to chew my legs off and then I'll die.
Just have a peep, please? I can't put my feet on the floor because then they'll eat my feet. Don't you see? Why can't you understand?
There are hundreds of them, all snarling eyes and sharp teeth. They came after me but I managed to climb up on the bed. If I pull the covers over my head they can't see me. Then they can't get me so I am safe if I stay in bed under the covers.
Please, look under the bed, they're all hiding there, waiting for me to put my feet on the floor. They want to eat me! Why won't you understand?
Be careful! They might want to eat you too! They wait until you're not looking then they sneak up on you, baring their teeth and start to bite. They nip with needle sharp teeth, drawing blood which drips down onto their white feathers.
Here they come, waddling out from under the bed, teeth bared, snarling, snapping, coming to get me ...
This is inspired by a memory of a nasty dream I had as a child involving a gang of killer penguins. In my defence I was only about five at the time!