The bee Swarm that Never stung

"I was in a yard, sort of mine, sort of not, and a single bee landed on my arm, calm at first, didn't even think to panic. Then more showed up, not gradual, just suddenly a cloud of them hovering near my head, that heavy buzzing filling everything. I tried walking away slow, careful, like that logic would matter to them, and they followed, thicker the further I went. One landed on my neck and I froze completely, waiting, breath caught, but it just sat there, didn't sting, which somehow made it scarier. The yard turned into somewhere tighter, like a hallway outside almost, walls too close, bees filling the space between them. tried covering my face and my arms moved too slow, that thick underwater feeling. The swarm got louder, pressing closer, no stings actually landing but the dread of it building the whole time anyway. right as one brushed my ear the dream cut, and I woke up swatting at nothing, checking my arms for marks that weren't there."