Mouse

This is a dream I had quite a while ago:

I am in a playground. The ground is covered in mulch and I'm sitting on a swing. I swing back and forth a bit, and then I notice something. A flash of yellow. Suddenly, there is a giant, man-sized bee next to me, on the swing beside me. At first, I'm alarmed. But this bee seems friendly. The yellow on his body is indescribable, and I am intrigued by it. It seems to have depth. We sit in companionable silence for a short while, when the sound of angry buzzing reaches us. Two more giant bees appear. The first bee flies off of the swing, and tries to stop the two angry bees. One of them is coming at me stinger-first now. I panic, but I can't seem to move. The first bee is struggling desperately against the one that is trying to sting me. Behind me, the other hostile bee has one of my arms in its grasp, and it is struggling to pull me off of the swing.

I wake up just a few seconds later, after seeing the stinger of the hostile bee, hovering just over my legs.