I was sitting in a lounge room with my sister, brother and father (who passed away 7 years ago). I noticed a snake curled up on the lounge chair where the other 3 people were sitting. I mentioned it to them and warned them not to make any sudden movements.
We all recognised the snake as a highly poisonous one.
My dad kept teasing the snake, trying to stir it up. I remember wishing that the snake would bite him. Eventually it did, but it didn't use any poison (somehow we knew that if the poison had been injected the area would have swollen straight away). Soon the snake got sick of the teasing and left the room and went into the bedroom next door.
I went to follow it to check where it was going. It was curled up on my niece's bed, lying up against the pillow. I wasn't worried, but just monitoring it carefully to make sure that my nieces didn't go near it. My dad went into the room to continue to harass it. As I was trying to stop him, the snake sunk one of its fangs into my hand, very slowly, but I ended up with only a small hole. Once again, the snake did not inject poison.
I went into the kitchen where my mum and older sister were and showed them the bite mark. They were worried and said that I should go to the hospital, as it was a very poisonous snake. I refused saying that if it had injected poison, it would have been swollen. Just then the bite swelled. But just as quickly as it did that, it went back to normal.
I went back to check the snake and it was still curled up on the bed. I kept checking that it was still there and one time I noticed that it had gone. I went up a corridor that led to a smaller corridor running perpendicular to it. Just opposite the main corridor and a little to the left was another bedroom. I knew the snake was in there but I was trying to check by just peering in through the doorway. However, I could not see the snake.
A few minutes later my mum's cat jumped off the bed and started to walk down the corridor slowly. Within a minute, the snake flew out of the door I was watching, smashed into the wall and turned to come towards me. It zoomed through my legs and started going after the cat. Even though the cat was walking slowly, the snake wasn't catching up.
I was calling out to the others that the snake was after the cat, but even though I was yelling, my voice was barely a whisper.
The cat reached the living room and walked around the TV. The snake was still sliding down the corridor in pursuit of the cat.
When I reached the living room, my older sister was picking up a cat but it was a different cat, one I didn't recognise. This cat had long scruffy black/brown fur. She picked it up by the body with one hand, and was holding the tail near the tip with the other.
I looked and realised that the tail was the snake, and she was holding it near the head. She put the cat/snake outside and that was the last we saw of it.
Dream edited for easier reading - JT, 2005
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