Got Dropped into a Ghost Story, Still Gotta Work

Braun's not here.

"W-What is this?"

"Thi, this person, he... moved!!"

With the silver coin inside the plushie missing, had the 'Good Friend' ritual been nullified? Or was it simply that, since this was a dream, it only looked like an ordinary doll...?

'Stop it!'

Trying to figure things out isn't the priority right now! Snap out of it! You're inside a ghost story!

"Take a look over here!"

I quickly turned my head.

In one dim corner of the classroom, someone screamed. It was the person who had been poking at the 'student' that had sat stiff and unmoving at a desk, like a wax mannequin.

But that wax-like mannequin...

"Over there!"

...was gone from the desk.