Chapter 106

The bear moves in at me, growling and wailing high into the sky with a wave of blood-curdling anger that probably translates to ‘die bitch’, and I struggle to get up, still recovering, still dazed, with this milky, not entirely clear, air invading my space. Without understanding the why, not questioning where the idea comes from, but having a second of panic action as he makes a final death lunge at me, I grab it from midair, surprised to get a physical handful, like a hot, hard bowling ball in my palm, and throw it at the bear impulsively. I don’t know what I thought I would achieve, and honestly, I didn’t have time to ponder either the science or the stupidity, but I throw air at a bear to save my hide. Then groan as logic slaps me in the head for being an idiot. Like something out of a Hollywood movie, I watch in wide-eyed disbelief as an almost invisible force hits the bear and ripples the air around it, sending the milky veil into a shimmering, flowing movement, like mesmerizing w