The world I live in

I'm in a car with another girl. We're in the front seat. I don't know who's driving. I'm seated on the left, her on the right. We're having an animated conversation about releasing pressure at a certain point on the hand near the thumb. Outside it's a bright beautiful day. The road is scenic with the water (beach?l) on the right and a hill/mountain on the left. She is slim, with long hair, full of life. She holds my right hand to demonstrate the pressure point concept. While we're this conversation I remember that someone else knew how to do it and was successful each time to break pressure and as I tell her and hold her left hand to show it, I look outside the car to my left and I see movement from above, so I look up. I see something hurtling down and it enters the car, into my clothes from behind near left shoulder. I realise it's a snake and I freeze. I don't move. I tell the girl/woman it's a snake and i can't move. I had felt it&