Curfew
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  • Reads 11,978
  • Votes 687
  • Parts 9
  • Time 56m
Ongoing, First published Mar 14, 2016
Everyone in the After knows there's a curfew. It's an unspoken, unofficial rule that everyone follows. From eight at night until eight in the morning you had to be inside a secure shelter. Well, technically you didn't have to...but if you didn't you would either get killed, eaten, or dismembered to the point where you died before anyone found you. What killed you if you were out after curfew? Why, the Beasties of course. 
  
  The After is after the bombing of the whole Earth. Only a few hundred survived, currently scattered throughout the world. Stella Thorn is one of those few. She lives in a Rubble City in what was known as California in the Before. She is finally starting to survive just fine, getting used to her way of life, creating a schedule, when a Wanderer comes to town. Will he change her life forever? Does he have secrets about the Bombing that no one could ever imagine?
  
{SORRY, ON HOLD}
  **Highest Ranking #46 in Adventure as of 7/3/16** (somehow)
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