That's Not My Son!

I wouldn't say that my life had changed for the better or for worse, I would just say that it changed. The day started just like any other, I woke up at 6:45, made breakfast for Jake and myself, showered, and prepped for work. Once breakfast was ready, I called up to Jake, no answer as usual. When my wife passed, it hit Jake hard. No 12 year old boy should have to experience losing their mother. I was especially worried today though, it was taking longer than usual for Jake to come down for breakfast. I called up a second time, no answer. I waited for a little bit more, then decided to go take a look myself. As I ascended up the stairs, I heard a strange thump come from Jake's room. I called out to him again, no answer. I attempted to turn his door handle, but it was locked. I heard more thumps, and now a growl, as I attempted to bust open Jake's door. Wth my heart now racing, I used all my strength to smash it open. After repeatedly kicking the door, it finally crashed open. I dashed into the room, I didn't see Jake, he was no where to be found. But what I did see, was a 900 pound Grizzly Bear. I was frozen in shock, what had he done to Jake!? All I remember thinking was, "That's not my son!" Not knowing what to do, I stood there, completely frozen in fear. The bear just stared at me, as if we knew each other, he had a look of curiosity about him. As I regained my senses, I noticed that the bear was just sitting there looking at me. Jake was nowhere to be found, I didn't hear him leave, and didn't see how he could have left. I thought I was going to go insane, "I am dreaming, this is not real. I'm gonna wake up now! Yeah that's what I'll do! Just wake up." After thinking about all of my possibilities, I started to think, "Is this Jake, somehow?"