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Ranma slid to the side to dodge an attack of one of his many pursuers. Then he slid back into his original stance. Or in any case he tried to. He tried rolling over again and grunted a little, something blocked his way that shouldn’t be there. He opened his eyes as he realized he had been dreaming and looked at the obstacle. There was a large wooden stake rammed into the middle of his coffin’s lining. Above him was a man wearing a gas-mask who looked to be about to shit himself. Apparently he hadn’t expected a vampire who tossed and turned in their sleep.
Sitting up Ranma cracked his knuckles… he never did like being woken up early. At least an attempt on his life was kind of comforting in a weird way, it was like it had always been on the road with his pop.
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