My alarm interrupted a dream.
I was standing in a field with picnic tables and few faceless characters. Field surrounded by trees.
There is a bison-sized bull with ram horns constantly taking charges at me. First from 3 feet away. Easy dodge. Then from 10 feet away. Dodgeable, but not as easy as he was going faster.
Then from 20 feet. Still safe. I feel like a goalie, trying to read this beast and then at the last second diving which way it will hopefully not anticipate.
Then it backs up to about 50 feet. People on the picnic tables are making all kinds of noise but not doing anything helpful….
beep beep beep beep.