Precursor to Halloween?

Some of my friends had turned into werewolves, so some of my other friends and i had to kill them. They told us themselves, and we thought they were joking at first, but then we realized they were serious. However, before killing them, we decided to have lunch or something. When we were done eating, i went outside, and the rest of my non-werewolf friends stayed inside. I think they were gathering supplies or something. I started mixing myths around this time because there were some wooden crosses on the lawn that i used to burn some of the werewolves. It worked, but it was working too slowly for me to take on all of them by myself (My other friends still hadn't come outside, and i was starting to get worried). Scott Hendrix was one of the werewolves, and he came at me with a two-pronged...barbecue...skewer...thing. I was able to steal it from him, and i started fighting him with it. This part was really difficult for me. I found myself easing up every time i got a good stab at him. Also, i was a bit disgusted by it, because there were some of them where i got him, and then i felt myself hitting a bone or something. That kinda made me shudder every time. Then, Scott started getting irritated because it was hurting him pretty badly, and what bugged him the most is that he thought if i stabbed him in the head it wouldn't hurt as bad as in the arms and torso like i had been doing. So, he kinda stopped fighting and gave me a free shot at his head, so i started stabbing him in the temple as hard as i could. He confirmed that this did NOT hurt at all, and that's about when i woke up.