What next? The Hochstetler Massacre - The Attack

I've been pondering what to cover next. Most of my materials did not make the trip with us, so there are some things I had planned to share that I don't have access to right now.
Personally, I have been fascinated with the historical material in the book Descendants of Jacob Hochstetler, by Rev. Harvey Hostetler, D.D. The title page shows the historical introduction was prepared by William F. Hochstetler. In the book, he explains how he became interested in family history and records information from personal interviews and on-site visits.
So I'm going to return to the immigrant family of Jacob Hochstetler. First again to the story of the Indian attack, then to a little of the historical setting of that time. This recounting of the attack and captivity is much longer than what appears at http://www.hostetler.net/origins/massacre.htm, with some interesting details that raise some questions, as well.

Since a number of families in our line resided in that area in colonial times, it is likely that this attack had an impact on their lives, as well.

I know that a posting is not normally pages and pages long, so I will present the story in sections. Because of my lengthy introduction, the first section will just begin the story:

The Massacre
The Attack

On the evening of September 19, 1757, that part of the country not having been disturbed since the Meyers murders in June, the young people of the neighborhood gathered at the home of Jacob Hochstetler to assist in paring and slicing apples for drying. At such gatherings it was the custom of the young folks after the work was done to have a social or frolic, sometimes continuing until late in the night. After the young folks departed the family retired; and just about the time they were sound asleep, the dog made an unusual noise, which awakened Jacob, the son, who opened the door to see what was wrong, when he received a gunshot wound in the leg. He realized in a moment that they were being attacked by Indians and managed to close and lock the door before the Indians could enter. In an instant, all the family were on their feet. The Indians, eight or ten in number, were seen standing near the bake oven in consultation, evidently near daybreak, as there was no moon that night, the last full moon having occurred September 7th. There being no light in the house, those inside could not be seen. There were several guns and plenty of ammunition at hand. Joseph and Christian picked up their guns to defend the family. Two or three could be shot and the guns reloaded before the Indians could gain an entrance, but their father, firmly believing in the doctrine of non-Resistance, remaining faithful in the hour of sorest trial, could not give his consent. In vain they begged him; he told them it was not right to take the life of another even to save one’s own. Joseph ever afterward claimed the family could have been saved had he given his consent, as they were both good, steady marksmen (their father also) and the Indians never stood fire unless under cover.

Taken from pp. 29 and 30 of Descendants of Jacob Hochstetler, by Rev. Harvey Hostetler, D.D.