Abandoned Tunnel
Ella left the subway, hurried up the stairs, and reached the sidewalk. She only realized that a downpour had suddenly overtaken the softly falling rain after being jostled by a hastier passerby who tried to escape the inevitable. The bump made her emerge from her deep thoughts to the sight of a shoving crowd that mimicry the relentless rhythm of the rain as if people were amalgamated into the thoughtless choreography of nature itself. Her sense of detachment as an observer disappeared as urgency invaded her. Ella reached into her bag for an umbrella. Where did I leave it? She thought. And the memory of the interview she had had minutes ago invaded the already troubled moment with a dubious feeling: Were the interviewers convinced that I fit the position ? It’s such a challenging job.” But there was no time to think. The downpour only thickened. A feeling of insignificance invaded her as if she were just a raindrop lost in the flow of everything. Running in search of refuge without...
