My Bear Escapade

I find dreams particularly entriguing. I dream almost every night, but usually when I awake there is only a vague knowledge of having dreamt something, but no memory of what it was. But every once in a while my subconscious surprises me by giving me a dream that is so elaborate and detailed that it seems like it came from someone else. I've had dreams that were so in depth I could write an award winning novel on it.
Last night I had one of these interesting dreams. It wasn't quite best seller quality, but still neat to think about.

I was, for some unknown reason, staying on the side of a mountain in a wierd building with a long hallway full of plain brown doors, each one the same as the next. I remember I was leaving the hallway, which opened directly into a path down the mountain with a bunch of friends. I say friends because that's what they seemed like, although I couldn't recognize any of them. It was night time and we just rounded a corner when we spotted an enormous grizzly bear. The bear didn't seem to notice us, it was too busy eating the bushes, but suddenly all of us were rank with fear. We bolted back up to the building, but there was this general knowledge amongst everyone that the bear would continue up the mountain. That it was only a matter of time before it reached the place where we were staying, and that the doors in the hallway were thin and flimsy, hardly capable of keeping out a bear.
We reached the open hallway and everyone split up to hide in their separate rooms. I, however, went to the door at the very end of the hallway where one of my friends, who hadn't been walking with the rest of us, was staying. I went inside and told him that there was a bear coming. He didn't seem too bothered by this and told me, "It's only a bear." I then proceeded to hide in my room, but no sooner had I got there than the door started to rattle. I could hear the bear breathing outside, and the door began to break. I fled to the closet in my room and hid inside it. Peering out from the crack in the closet door I saw something that hadn't been there before. A lion was lying on the floor of my room, facing the doorway. As I watched the door stopped moving, the bear's breathing grew fainter and I knew that he had gone back down the mountain. When I came out of the closet, the lion turned to me and said: "It was only a bear."
Then the scene changed and me and my group of friends were running down the mountain, care free, playing some sort scavenger hunt game where you had to collect nalgenes hanging on carabiners from the trees (profound I know). We passed tons of bears just like the first one while playing this game, but they didn't even notice us. They just kept eating the bushes while we ran by unharmed.
The dream ended with me talking to my friend once more, and telling him of everything that had happened. He didn't seem very surprised, and told me this: "The bears only get as much strength as you give them. You had the power to beat it all along."