Go down the hall

(chapter originally by Teraton at writing.com)

Tom started down the corridor, Melissa close behind. The paintings were all much like the one in the hall: portraits of people dressed in fancy attire. As the pair kept walking, Thomas noticed another thing the paintings had in common.

"Melissa?" Thomas asked, glancing over his shoulder. "Did you notice the paintings are...?"

"Yeah," Melissa said back, tugging Thomas's shirt down a little lower.

As the boy and girl passed by each painting, the eyes turned to follow them.

Must have motion detectors, Thomas thought. Very quickly though, he found there was something more sinister to the hallway. It became clear that they had wandered into another trap when...