This dream started off as nothing special. It was present day, sometime in the evening, I think I was home alone as the family was off doing something else.
I had been on the computer and taken a break to visit the little Alonso's room and heard something moving around. I moved the trashcan aside and saw this mean.... MEAN looking snake staring at me. I panicked and trapped it under the trashcan, using my foot and leg to hold it down, and heard all this banging around as it tried to get free. I kept feeling it wobbling around and noticed its head was partially sticking out under the lid... and it was easing out. The head started rising as it looked at me and... I can only describe the snake as... Horny. Not in that sense, but it had these ridges around its head and neck that looked like some kind of abnormal bone structure and again... this thing looked very mean. Still in shock I applied more pressure and severed the head with the rim of the trashcan. I started to feel some relief, but I noticed the movement under the can never calmed down... it got worse... and worse... until finally I couldn't hold the trashcan down anymore. The head had grown back.
From there I decided the best solution was to lock it in the bathroom and get help. I started running for the door as the snake followed, barely managing to close it on the snake's mid-section, again trapping it. Like before... I pulled harder and cut through it and again like before it started to regenerate itself. I stood in horror as I watched this thing growing and growing, repairing its lost section and in fact becoming longer than it was before. Just thinking about it now gives me this feeling of fear that I haven't felt in a very long time. Needless to say, I ran. I ran faster than I'd ever ran before.
Using what I knew I figured out 1) You can't kill it by decapitation. 2) Whenever a section it cut off it'll regrow it nearly instantly but with more mass than it had before. What if I could trap it... and burn it? I ran to the back of the house and found our grill... but like in the real world it hadn't been in used in a while. I didn't know if it had enough propane, if it would click on... or if it'd be enough to kill the monster. I knew where a grill lighter was so I began heading for that. Running around the house I managed to find one next to the driveway, but I also saw one of our neighbors grilling something in the front of our yard. I called him over saying I needed his help, but instead he called me over to talk about this bread he was cooking... I later learned he had been drinking. I never learned why he was using our yard for his grill, but since another neighbor was across the street and grilling something else (He didn't live there either) I guess it was... okay.
Somehow I was able to get him to pay attention to my problem and he came along to help deal with it, still not understanding how bizarre the thing looked. We arrived back at the kitchen and he was baffled as he saw it, nearly falling over. The snake, however, couldn't care less about him and was keeping its eyes locked on me. The neighbor, who I'll now call Gary, went for it and held the snake's head in an attempt to try keeping it from striking one of us. The snake lunged for him and he instead went for the tail and it started heading for me. I started backing away, but I had underestimated how large it had grown in my absence. I was able to run out of the kitten, move around the two walls of it and loop around to the other side and still had some room to stretch... Gary must have done something that I had missed, but the snake became severed at some point and he tossed the head section into a large grocery bag that was laying around... As he struggled to keep it closed we could see the snake beginning to grow again through the thin bag... And it looked exactly like one of those Black Magic Snakes growing, minus the fire.
While he attempted to keep it contained, Gary found himself unable to keep the bag sealed due to the growing mass inside. At one point the snake's head shot out and started darting for me through the air. I reached out and grabbed the neck, unsure what a bite from this thing would do to me. It struggled to get free, trying to bite me, but I continued to squeeze the tough, boney texture. I noticed as I kept squeezing that regardless how think the snake felt, it still moved inward as I squeezed it. It wasn't bone... so I squeezed as hard as I could, crushing the head of the serpent from hell. Still holding on I watched in horror as the head began returning to its normal shape, almost inflating. It moved suddenly and my hand was cut on one of its points. Gary ran outside and I locked the door behind him, running to my room in hopes of looking this thing up and finding an expert online who could help stop it.
Google was useless, there weren't any posts that talked about a "regenerating snake with boney neck". I do remember imagining my keywords triggering some government alert. Yes, dream me thought this was some government experiment that had gotten out and was being heavily tracked. I wasn't able to find anything though. The closest I came was finding the name of a biological scientist online, but being unable to contact them besides a simple email. I saw a few friends online, tried to get their attention if only so I had someone to talk to as I was freaking out, but never got a response.
I realized them it had been a while since Gary had gone outside... I went to the door and unlocked it, walking outside and hearing silence. Moving around I eventually found Gary and a couple other neighbors around our grill, holding the lid shut. Even though it was on and there was smoke coming from it... the snake was silent and was moving around under the cover. Gary looked to me, never saying a word, then looked back to it. The other neighbors never turning away from the grill. Finally one of them noticed it had grown quiet and made the suggestion that we check to see if it's dead.
They did, it escaped and began flying towards me, sinking its fangs into my ass as I ran away. They began pulling its tail and I heard the sound of fabric ripping as they got it free and I fell to the ground.
Then I woke up. I rarely see anything that has a mention of them in it so what brought this dream on is beyond me. Even so, I'm not even scared of snakes... but this dream terrified me. I woke up and almost went to look outside to see if Gary was out there with the grill. It felt incredibly real and got to me deeply. Even now I had to take frequent breaks since just recounting it brought upon that feeling of dread.
