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. (edited by <fa:Swordfox>)

It had been a very trying day. Riley woke up surrounded by skeletons in a half-broken underground laboratory. Then she learned that the world was scorched by nuclear war almost 200 years ago, meaning she wasn't dreaming about the night the bombs fell. The land seemed to be infested with mutants and there were ruins as far as she could see. And she had yet to encounter any other morphs.

There was a reasonably intact house that she barricaded herself in when the night came. She found an old mattress to lay on and watch the stars, her PiP-Padd sitting next to her to warn her of any radiation hazards... She wondered; what happened to everyone else? What will she encounter tomorrow once she reaches her old workplace? Are there any other survivors? And why did those Porygon save her?

There were so many questions she hoped to find answers to. But sleep eventually claimed her. She still had a long walk ahead of her to reach her old workplace. Then she'll see where she'll and what she'll do next.