From what I can remember, my dad, my sister, and I went to some exhibit of animals in an apartment type building. There was a man who welcomed us and as I entered he gave me a black baby snake, around an inch in length. I was enjoying it as we were looking around when I did something that irritated the snake, and it bit my palm, near the thumb. I was able to pull it off, and as I was trying to hold its head, it bit me again, around the middle of my palm. I was now kinda panicking, eventually I pulled it off again, but my left pal got bitten. Once I have really removed it, I have kinda killed it already, and hid it under a sofa nearby, then with the floor carpet. I look at my hands and there was no blood. Only I knew what happened, so then I caught up with where my dad and sister were going to. After a while I learned that the baby snake was hughe when it grows and can be venomous, and some other info. Then as we were looking around I feel my hands becoming numb, so I went to the washroom and washed my hands. Then it started to bleed, not much, but there was blood (strangely, the washroom is my waking life room's bathroom). Eventually I ws able to control the bleeding. The next scenes were weird, I went to pee, washed my hair and dried my hair with a towel with the door unlocked and with my pants still down. Thankfully no one entered.