Books...And Something Worse

You can't help but be drawn to the open chest, although you approach it carefully. Nothing seems to be out of the ordinary and soon enough you're at the chest. The contents are strange, it's a pile of books. It looks like the books were tightly packed but whoever came here before made a mess of the books in the process of searching for whatever they took. You look over the remaining books, most are in languages you can't read - some of them you're fairly certain aren't even real. A few are in english though, with strange titles like 'Blood Magic- A Treatise' and 'Daemonica Malificum'. You grab what you can and start to go back to your friends who are searching through some chests close to the entrance.

As you walk you suddenly feel the floor you step on depress. Your heart skips a beat - and a gate drops from the ceiling between you and your friends.

"Morgan!" The three of you run to the gate. It mostly consists of bars that are set close enough that you can barely fit an arm through, let alone an entire body. "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine but..." You shake the bars futilely. "I don't think this is going anywhere."

"Okay, okay just...give me a second to think about how to get out of this."