Tchk, useless hag. If he was to find any leads on his current situation, doing as the note said was his best shot. Calmly, he got up from the chair and headed for the phone next to the blue door. He got out the coins and as he was about to put the first one he noticed something. The coins were different from his home country. At first a small detail but the things it implies are horrifying. He was basically drugged and kidnapped, shipped to another place and left unconscious in a bar. How was he feeling at the moment? Very fucking happy. He was so exhilarated that he could murder someone. 

Swiftly he inserted all the coins, picked the phone and put it to his here.
"Hello?"