First night in the wastes (Patreon)

Imagined Riley's first night in the wastes after waking up from that stasis. Also experimented with the ambient lighting (?) stuff a bit. Something like that. Kinda itched trying out something new I guess?

And here's little micro fic I guess. Little hastily written though:

It had been trying day. Finding yourself in half-broken underground laboratory, surrounded by skeletons, and then finding the surface was scorched by nuclear detonations almost 200 years before, covered in ruins and mutants. She had yet to encounter any other morphs either.

There was a reasonable intact house she barricaded herself in when the dark came, and laying on old mattress, watching the stars, poke-pad next to her to warn her of any signs of radiation hazards... she can only wonder, what happened to everyone else? What will she encounter tomorrow once she reaches her old workplace? Is there anyone left at all?

Why did those Porygon save her?

All these and more. Eventually sleep claimed her, for there was still some ways to get towards her destination. From there, she'll see what to do. Where to go next.