What the fuck?

Seriously,  how bad could things get? I seem to be locked in a hotel room. I have no idea who I am. This computer tried to scare me to death and I have a massive headache. I decided to write to this blog, even though that motherfucker who locked me up probably wants it to happen. He`s been contacting with these weird notes that come from under the metal door, and I can tell you that some of them don`t make any sense, like this  one that has only the word POLO written on it. What the fuck guys, seriously?