slept a long time and had a dream where i was in this weird friend group

i watched as they held a kid down and stuck some sharp object into his mouth. the blonde one was straddling that kid and it seemed like he was trying to shove that spike through the back of the throat and into the ground. i realized then that i was in bad company, that these people were kinda messed up. one of them, a dark-haired boy who i even liked, had this really cold and clammy, malicious grin on his face. i thought he was an okay kid but when i saw that look on his face, i felt nauseous. i went to his house later that day, and he seemed normal again, but i couldn't get that smile out of my head.

it was this weird feeling. i couldn't really tell whether i was the one doing it.