Electricity

Electricity
Sparks sizzled blue.
“What’s happening?” her voice trembled in the sudden darkness.
“I don’t know”, the stranger replied curtly. The crush of earth and stone above her increased intensity; the walls, too close now, engulfed her mind with vibrations.
Fusty, flu ridden breath kissed her lips as it passed.
A cough broke the web of silence. She could hear frightened murmuring. Faces, made cadavers by flames which lit little else, leant close.
Children wailed and lights flickered. Hopes were born and died in parallel. She plunged deeper into the silk of nothing.
Fingers brushed too closely along her arm; her nipples felt suddenly hard and cold against her bra. Blood thrumming and ears filled with heartbeat, she turned, her adrenalin fuelled fist raised.
Simultaneously, the lights became shockingly alive, sharply illuminating a child’s outstretched hand. As the tube train buzzed into electric life, fear faded as her fist dropped.