Fangs for the Memories

I know how I'll die because I saw it in a dream. Not any ordinary dream, this was a full-on Panavision Technicolor SurroundSound Dolby haptically prophetic vision of a dream. I will die from a venomous snake bite, in the left palm heel. Ouch! Hurt like hell. Scary too, having that thing writhing from my hand and dug into it, unshakably so. Then lights out. Seemed to be a rattler.