Trapped

I remember when I was 12, me and my friend Leone would always go exploring. It didn't matter where we were exploring, just as long as it interested us. We would even explore haunted places. One of our favorites was this house down the street. Well, it was more of a mansion. There had been plenty of rumors that it was haunted, but everytime Leone and I went, nothing was unsual. Until one day. It was Leone's 13th birthday, it had been about 6 months after I had gotten out of the coma.
"I'll be back before dark, mom. I promise!" Leone shouted as we bolted out the door, running straight for the mansion.
When we arrived, the mansion looked creepy, and more dark than it usually did. I shook my head as if I was erasing the thought. We entered the mansion, like usual. Sneaking through one of the windows in the back that we discovered was unlocked.
Upon entering, I noticed somethings were out of place. One of the shelves had fallen and it seemed dustier, even though we had visited the place about 3 days ago.
"Leone.. I think we should leave.." I said quietly.
"You're just a chicken!" He exclaimed loudly.
"Qu-Quiet down, Leone..." I whimpered.
"Nobody's here, Khloe." He said, then raised his voice. "HELL-OHHHHH! ANYBODY HERE?!" As if on queue, one of the bookshelves fell.
"Leone.. Let's go." I started making my way toward the window.
"Calm down, spazoid. This place is old. Stuff's gonna fall over eventually."
"I don't care." I started to lift up the window, when I realized it was locked. From the outside. "Leone. It. Won't. Open." I said between grunts as I tried to open the window.
"Move over, weakling." Leone stared at me in disbelief when he tried to open the window. "I-It's locked.."
"Let's try to find another way out. There is more than one window.." I tried to act calm, but inside I was dying. What happened if we had to spend the night here? We didn't tell Leone's mom where we were going, so she won't know where to find us. Ohdeargod. We might die in here. We're tra-. I was cut off by Leone stopping me.
"K-K-Khloe.. Do you see that?"
I sure did. It was a message on the wall, that, from what I remember, looked like it was written in blood. I repeated the message out loud. "Trapped."

Moar? Moar. Part 2: http://www.reddit.com/r/nosleep/comments/wcvqq/escape_sequal_to_trapped/