Gaydog and the perilous pier

Date: 12/9/2018

I was in the mind the gaydog/werewolf in this dream.. I was getting chased down a winding track which lead to a very long thin wooden pier. The location was reminiscent of a dive site I went to on the East Coast of Scotland. Everything was like a cartoon and the mob chasing me were acting like lemmings - running off the edge of the pier into the life draining water (similar to the death pool in Hercules). I ran over the tops of them and they fell into the water, slowly dying. Suddenly a hand grasped my left leg and began pulling me in. I believed this to be the end but I was launched into the air and wrapped by something soft and warm. It was a giant talking scarf snake, 20m in length and thick. It wound its way to the top of the hill and set me down in a safe area. I took out my phone a watched a video of a friend in Koh Tao.