Someone stole my car

It's been a week since I was attacked on my way home from work. I was sitting in my car when I heard someone smashing their car into my side. I got out of my car and ran to see who it was. I saw a guy standing there, looking at the car that was driving at him. I ran to my car and sat in the driver's seat. I waited for the person to come out of the driver, but he didn't come out. I waited for him to drive away, but he never did. I waited for him to drive away, but he never did.

After about 30 minutes, the guy finally came out of the driver's seat. He was wearing a black hoodie, blue jeans, white shirt, and dark red pants. He had a black backpack with a knife on his side and a belt. The person was in the passenger seat, and the black backpack had a white band on the front of it. The guy's right hand had a black plastic container on it that he had shoved under the seat. He was looking at the container, and when he saw the knife, he started to panic. He reached around his backpack and found a silver dagger in his backpack. He ran to his car and started to drive away. I watched him go from car to car until he disappeared into the parking lot. I saw a cop drive away in his car. He got in his car and got out of his car.