The Story of the Snake

At 4 AM this morning, In response to a massive snake creeping up my leg, I jolt out of bed, toss my sheets to the ground, and let out a prolonged shrilling scream. My roommate follows suit. Within 20 seconds time, both our sheets are knocked to the floor and we're outdoing each others' manic shrills.

It took us all of two minutes to realize that, of course, there was no snake. But man, in my dream the thing was out to get me. Why was the roommate screaming at a figment of my imagination, you ask? Coincidentally, she was having an equally horrific dream, and my scream came in at a quite convenient time in her dream's plotline. Our dreams intertwined and the result: two screaming idiots at 4 AM.

I've been laughing at myself all day. Feel free to do the same.