I had a dream that Pensacola was at the very bottom of Florida and it was so cold that there were polar bears there. I saw a polar bear and it looked at me and tried to eat me. Luckily there was a small bulletproof glass shelter. The bear was scratching at the glass and I called 911. They came and took the bear away. Next dream- this was a cartoon dream. There were two knitted bears and me and some other people (I'm pretty sure it was the cast of gravity falls.) we were trying to get them to get along. They were chasing each other around cliffs and one fell off and died. The other then jumped off. The other people I was with worked so hard to fail so they also jumped off. Then I woke up.