So things are going pretty well. Uncle's been leading a band of men in reconnaissance around the chateau: not really raiding, but making a show of force. He's starting to build up something of a reputation in the area, and more than a few people have decided it's better to sign on with him, maybe even move to the chateau proper, than to live off on their own, beset on all sides.
The most recent discovery: you came across a really sweet, solid stone building in the middle of a rich flood plain -- no trees for a couple hundred yards around it except for one huge oak near the front door, close to a slow-moving river. Completely abandoned, not even anyone to kick out. When Uncle surveyed it, you could see wheels turning in his head, but in the end he decided it was too far away from the chateau to take on, too difficult to maintain the supply lines. Balls, one of Uncle's lieutenants and a friend of yours, solid reliable guy, got the idea that he and a few men could take it over and hold it, run it as a farm, and offer fresh vegetables to Uncle as tribute and trade. You were there when Balls proposed it. Uncle wasn't happy about the idea, since he valued five or six good men in his crew higher than theoretical future vegetables, but he could see that Balls had caught fire with the idea. In the end, Uncle told Balls that he could take five men, if those men wanted to go along with the hare-brained idea, and Uncle would consider that they'd parted on good terms and all of them would be welcome back if circumstances changed. Balls, Max, Wire, Buzz, Fox, and you.
Now, the building's solid. Sometimes, back in the Golden Age, they built things to last. But the inside's kind of fucked up - it's a mess, broken glass, ruined furniture, a couple dead bodies. Fox declared that the place gives him the fucking creeps, and he's not spending a night in there until it's been cleaned out. Balls cheerfully announced that the weather was going to be good for the next couple days, and you'd spend the nights sleeping under the stars and the days cleaning out the building.
And it really was a beautiful night. Buzz decided to go fishing, and you cooked trout over the fire, more than enough for everyone to be full. Wire found a couple apple trees gone wild, and the apples are sour and sweet and crunchy and just right. Balls made plans - with the river nearby, and those apples, he's going to plant some hops and barley. Life is pretty fucking good right now.
But you wake up to a sound, and the stars are brilliant above you. The fire's burning low, but it's still a warm red glow to your right. You look over to your left, and that's where the sound came from: Fox seems to be having some kind of a fit, or maybe a bad dream, he's shaking, his head turning left and right.
What do you do?