The Long Night
You kept watch, as usual, as you should. You tried to stay awake. When you noticed the others in fits, dreaming, or lost in nightmares, you wondered whether you should wake them. But the heaviness of lethargy claimed you too. Before you know it, you too fall into sleep, and dreams, while the fire smoulders and the rain continues to come.
...
Later, it is still night, it is still wet. You are jolted awake. There is something here. Something else. Here, watching you. There's a deep sense of horror and familiarity. And as before, there is no light, and the sounds of the rain are muted as if covered by a heavy cloth.
(Your dreams are described below.)