Dreams and shit

I'm outdoors. The weather is dry and dusty. I'm with my friends. There is a platform and a noose. We decide it is a good idea to take turns to both simultaneously hang ourselves and slash our throats. The trick is to slash the voicebox without damaging the arteries on either side. I feel apprehensive, but peer-pressured into participating. A female friend goes first. She hangs herself, and another friend slashes her throat with a box cutter. He cuts an artery. She plays with her blood. My apprehension grows. Everyone else enjoys themselves. It's my turn.