This is one of the pieces I’ve used in my portfolio for grad school. Spoiler alert: I got in. It’s a little short because I had a limit, as this was an assignment, but I really love the world this is set in and I definitely love the characters.
A green, foul-smelling stream of tainted water trickled down the length of the curved tunnel, small rivulets of dried, crusty water tracks joining it on the sides. Early sunbeams shone through the rusted through punctures of the metal ceiling, the brightly lit dust trickling down in a gentle flurry past the long-settled dirt and thin roots peeking in from above. The rubber soles of her shoes echoed as Alexandra walked from one side of the tunnel to the other. The grates below her feet groaned and clattered.
She paced, her hands clasped behind her back, twirling the metal band around her finger and occasionally swiping at the face of her watch. Viktoria fiddled with one of the broken watches she always had on her, the tiny gears resting on an oily cloth in her lap that she purposely placed under a beam of light, and Alexandra occasionally looked, watching the gears glint with the same sheen as the ring on Vika’s blackened fingers.
Alexandra checked her watch again.
“Sasha, stop worrying, it’s only been fifteen minutes,” Viktoria said to her, never taking her eyes off the tinkering.
“I thought I was supposed to keep the time,” Viktoria joked. “They’ll be here.”
“There’s a reason I said we meet at seven. Now we’ll have to hurry if we’re gonna get to the sanctuary before six.”
“They’re not religious like us.”
“They’re just as susceptible to getting ripped apart as we are, religious or not.”
Slow echoes of dripping water filled the silence as they waited. Alexandra’s shoes tapped as she paced. Thirty-Three minutes after the meeting was supposed to take place, footsteps echoed from one of the side tunnels. Alexandra watched as a group of eight surfaced from behind a particularly dank and odorous pipe, their faces puffy from sleep and their shoulders sagging from the overstuffed packs they carried. Continue reading