Attack (Open)
Orion was closing up for the night, starting in the back where he was like usual. Then when he was about to head into the storefront, he heard the front door open. With a sigh, dreading dealing with a last-minute customer, he opened the door and found no one. He glanced around, easily able to deal with seeing into the dark corners, and only saw the person when they were coming up on him from the right with a bat.
Orion managed to evade it, but it put his back to the front door which opened again this time with several sets of footsteps coming in. He was surrounded by five people. Then it became a blur of fists, handheld objects, and feet. Orion even used his own merchandise as tools against his attackers. But sadly the numbers were against him.
He ended up on the floor near his workroom door with lacerations, bruises, a deep gash that needed stitches, most likely a concussion, and a bruised or broken leg.
Then the assailants lit the far corner on fire with a lead of accelerant all the way past the front door to the next corner. After that, they left with parting words about how he was a freak and other similar adjectives.
Now he was trapped in a burning building with a possibly broken leg, and his phone was in his workroom while the store phone was back there as well as on the counter too far from him.
He toppled over the display next to him and started to break it so he’d have strips of wood, then he ripped his shirt. He then splinted his leg, biting his tie so he didn’t hurt himself more. Then, he started to make his way to the back room door. The heat from the flames starting to get to him by the time he dragged himself there and managed to get in.
Thankfully, the door had a passcode that they didn’t try too hard to crack. He was safe for the moment to rest before trying for a phone.