The Painting

"V!" Benny yelled to his friend as she was being swallowed into the mysterious painting.

"I'm alright," V's voice came from within the painting.

Benny rubbed his eyes. There was V waving excitedly above him from inside the two dimensional portrait.

"It's like some magical space or pocket dimension in here. That Argus dude is really something else!"

V scanned the surroundings of the picture she was in. It was like that of a small room. Where the picture appeared, was where the empty space ended. The only thing in there was the portrait of the group of heroes standing close together.

"This is so cool," Benny waved back.

Then he noticed the group of heroes in the portrait seemed like staring at him.

"Hey, V. Those people in the portrait, are they alive?" Benny eyed the group suspiciously.

V turned around to face them.

"Hello," V said cautiously moving towards them.