I had a dream once that my arms were snakes, and when I went to hug my friends I accidentally constricted them to death. Then the dream somehow shifted into me being some kind of occult type monster like bigfoot or something, and I was sent to a museum as "the missing link." I escaped because the guards were afraid of snakes and I tried to touch them. I was on the run when my alarm went off. I'm always hoping that one of these nights that dream will just pick up where it left off, because I hate cliff hangers.