For the first time, I had a nightmare that continued after I woke up, walked around and fell back asleep
The first part of it concerned an abandoned Ponderosa restaurant. It was owned by a cult of some type and was made up to look like a real restaurant on the outside, but once you walked in the door you were automatically property of this cult. When each person walked through the door, they were magically garbed in this loose red gingham sacklike dress and their will to live was sapped. It was dirty and dusty inside, and people were channeled through to various places where they were forced to work.
They were also completely brutal, and had lots of rules. They whipped some guy because he didn't want to weave on a loom. They shot some kids because anything containing rubber was banned, and the kids had let a black olive dry out till it was rubbery and were using it as a high-bounce ball. Even though it wasn't rubber, it acted like rubber, so the kids got shot.
So I woke up and thought that was it, walked around, got some tea, and so on. Then when I went back to sleep it started up right where it left off.
It was now some time later and the cult had expanded beyond the restaurant. Now everyone was living in tiny identical suburban houses, but the cult leaders still kept an eye on everyone and enforced the rules.
My real-life neighbors moved to one of these houses and I was visiting them. I was in their garage with a bunch of kids and cats when this long green thing crawled in. At first, it looked like a caterpillar, but then it did a snake yawn:
and when the fangs emerged I realized it was a dangerous green viper of some type. About that time, one of the kids tried to pick it up and it struck at him. I was running around the garage looking for a weapon*, and yelling at the kids to leave it alone and get the cats away from it. I alternated between avoiding strikes, trying to decapitate it and yanking kids and animals away from it. It was a very stressful nightmare.
I finally got it hacked into pieces, and I told the kids they still couldn't touch it because the head was still dangerous. While I tried to look for a shovel to get the pieces disposed of, the kids and cats kept picking up pieces of the snake and playing with it. I freaked out because I couldn't keep track of where the head was. I think at one point I actually grabbed a cat by its ass-hair and threw it across the garage to get it away from the snake.
Then my neighbor, the father of the family, walked out into the garage naked and told the kids not to listen to me, that the snake was dead and it was okay to touch it now. I think I might have attacked him with the shovel for saying that.
Oh, and there was also a hot asian chick who had been somehow blinded by the cult, she was hanging out in the garage, sitting against the wall, just sort of there.
* I'm usually a snake-relocator, not a snake-killer, so I don't quite know why I went that direction in the dream, other than that the kids and pets were in immediate danger.