Amadeus & Hounds
The building was making some horrible noises that were all too familiar to the Brujah. To his credit, he was headed towards where he thought was the door when a chunk of burning rafter slammed into him from above. It had missed his head but he felt his collarbone snap as he hit the floor. He could feel the burning chunk of wood and managed to drag himself out from under it with his good arm. Except now he had no idea what direction the door was and the building was likely about to collapse. Choosing a direction, he started crawling towards the nearest piece of intact furniture. At least if he had cover, he might be able to dig himself out after the collapse.