Glorious Purpose || Loki

Chapter 2- Pen Drop

I wake up the following day still feeling unsettled from the night before.
I don't feel any eyes upon myself as I walk out of my room over to the  bathroom to go to the toilet. I leave the bathroom and a shiver goes down my spine. I'm am absolutely being watched. I conjure a dagger in each of my hands and slowly spin around. Keeping eyes on everywhere around me I slowly and quietly make my way to the kitchen. No one here. I search room after room slowly making sure there is no one in my apartment. I make my way back to the middle of my apartment, where my room and the bathroom are. I continue to spin around slowly, taking in everything and observing everywhere around me for any anomaly's. I hear a noise to my left. A pen falling on the floor. Odd. I slowly move my head back to the right. A hand cups around my mouth and I am shoved against a wall by my neck. I shut my eyes tightly. I feel a cold, sharp item placed to my throat, threatening to kill me with any move I make. I stay dead silent and scarily still.
I hear a deep male voice, "Drop. The. Daggers."
I hold the daggers firmly in my hands.
The knife presses further into my neck.
I vanish the daggers.
I try to talk with the man's hand on my mouth and he removed his hand.
I can feel the mans hand in front of my face still. Cold radiating off it.
"They're gone. Happy now?" I ask.
"I didn't hear them hit the floor," he says.
"Yeah, because I vanished them," I reply.
He move his hand from in front of my mouth to feel in my hands.
He sighs.
It suddenly comes to my attention that I can't breathe as the man has been holding me in air by my neck for too long.
I make a strangles noise and try to tell the man to put me down.
The edges of my vision blur and I keep trying to bring to the mans attention that I can't breathe. I feel my limp body make contact with the cold, hard wooden floor.
A single breath escapes me and I pass out.