The bear That waited Between the trees

"I was walking through woods that didn't quite match any real trail, and there it was, a bear, just standing between the trees ahead, not moving, just watching me the way it felt like it had been waiting. I froze completely, didn't even think to run at first. I tried backing away slow, remembering something about not running, and it tilted its head following my movement, still not charging, which somehow made it worse, that patience. every twig snap under my foot felt deafening in the quiet. I tried to find a tree to climb and my hands wouldn't grip right, bark slipping under my fingers no matter how hard I tried. I glanced back and it had closed half the distance without seeming to move fast at all, just suddenly closer. My heart slamming, legs heavy like wading through something thick, and right as it started toward me for real. The dream just cut, no resolution, no attack landing. woke up gripping the sheets, breathing hard like I'd actually been running."