I don’t know how I resist the urge to do the same thing and bolt. I know you are not supposed to do that. Stand there and make noises and wave arms and make yourself a threat, so the theory goes. That feels like basically the bear would think thats the bell from the ice cream truck ringing.
one time I saw a bear at night. I did not really know it until I was probably fucked. I was walking down a road and I saw its eyes in my flashlight way down a bit and I thought it was a racoon. Beady green eyes. Not a deer. When I got to the spot the bear was (he left) I realized the eyes would have been 3 feet off of the ground and then I put the 2 and 2 together and damn near pooped my pants when I realized I miscalculated. That thing could have 10 feet from me right then! I did not run because I didn't know if I would be running toward the bear! I just beamed the light in every direction until I got back to my camp. Shit scared literally. Same as you.
I feel you, man!