Put on some actual clothes

Before you run out to face your uncertain fate, you decide that you can't go out looking like this. Opening the closet on the far side of your room, you find a fresh set of clothes. A pair of yoga pants that fit far too tightly around your legs, a sports bra that clutches your chest tightly. They're not overly comfortable, and part of you regrets not just walking around in the clothes that were on your body when you woke up, but you have to admit...

You look good.

On the wall in your closet, you find a note.

"jwriiewoIOIN125432"

"- A friend"

What? Is this a joke? It looked like a password of some kind, but to what? And who could've left this note? Surely, your captor wouldn't leave clues around their own house, right? Was there someone else in the apartment with you?

After getting comfortable in your new outfit, you decide to gently open the door as to not accidentally startle anyone who may or may not be in the house. You start searching for any sign of an exit. But you can't find one. The living room, although quite beautiful in its minimalism, is not furnished all too much. The living room basically only consists of a couch, a TV, a glass coffee table and a carpet that seems stuck to the ground. The apartment in general is much smaller than you'd imagined. To your left, you see a kitchen, to your right, two doors, one seeming to be another bedroom and the other being locked. To your front, you see what seems to be a door to a bathroom. There are no windows anywhere. What is this place? What are you gonna do?