Half an hour later, I was sat on the step of a medic van after getting looked at. The medic had wrapped up my hand that was cut with the glass, apparently I was lucky that I dropped the piece of glass when I did. They also gave me some oxygen to help me stop coughing, even though I told them I didn't want or need it. I look around the car park of the factory, people were still trying to put the fire out but you could tell they were struggling. Why is it that people either want to attack me or set a building I enter on fire?...