Glorious Purpose || Loki

Chapter 3- Where am I?

I wake up looking at the ceiling.
I yawn.
Then I realise what just happened. I sit upright at the speed of light. This isn't my apartment. This isn't where I was when I passed out. I take in my surroundings.
I'm on a chair, in the middle of a room. My hands are handcuffed to the chair behind my back. My feet are obviously tied to the chair she I have a rag around my mouth.
"Stereotypical hostage situation" I say to myself through the rag, although, it just covers it more as, "eeeeooee-eooohooiiieeeuuaoonn."
I look up noticing my chair is strong to the ceiling. Observing that, I look down and see that I'm floating about 70cm in the air. Yippe.
I'm in a plain, white room. There are security cameras placed in every corner, all looking at different places in the room. Other than they. This room is empty. I try to make make some noise. It echoes throughout the room. The rag, obviously not tied well, falls off my face into my lap. I take this as an opportunity to yell out to get someone's attention.
"HELLO!" I yell. 
"CAN ANYONE HEAR ME?" I add.
"I'M REALLY CONFUSED AND WOULD LIKE TO GET OUT OF HERE SOON. IF ANYONE CAN HE-" I get cut off by a person walking into the room and yelling, "ALRIGHT! I get the idea now shut up! You're giving me a headache!"
"Who are you? Where am I? Did you take me? If so why? Can you te-" I get cut off again.
"Shut up and I'll answer your questions," the person says. It's the same voice as the person who almost strangled me to death.
"I am Loki off Asgard. Good of Mischief and I have been burdened with glorious purpose. You, are flying with me until I find a audible spot to land," he says Ignoring my other questions.
"How long have I been out?" I ask Loki.
"3..4? Hours," he says dimly.
He comes and unties my hands, ignoring all my other questions about him.
He quickly leaves the room. The chain I'm on gets lowered until the chair is on the floor. He conned back in with a table and food.
"Eat," He demands.
With that, he leaves the room.