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The After Life of Hell: Maze Runner Fanfic
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    Parts 6
  • WpHistory
    Time 44m
Ongoing, First published Sep 13
6 new parts
I lived through hell these past few years I never thought I would have another life a different life that wasn't tied with WICKED. I was free from the hell and now this is the afterlife of that hell hole, I lived. I was free in this beautiful island I can finally call home, again.

But do you really think this whole new world would be free of fear, death and WICKED? I don't think so, but let's not get too head of ourselves.
 
This story is about the life and struggle the islanders face when figuring out a new society after the DEATH CURE. This story is filled with new characters and new story line that is nowhere as good as James Dasher.

Please note: James Dasher owns most of the characters will be mentioned in the story, but they won't have that much screen time because I want this story focused on a new set of characters.
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