"Hey Al! Wait up a second!" The familiar voice called out to him. He turned around and saw Katherine, who was holding an old, tattered journal. "I thought you would like to have this. It belonged to the previous owner of your amulet. It should give you some instructions as to how it works." Alphonse accepted it and gazed upon it with awe. It seemed very familiar to him, yet this was the first time he had seen it. "I see you've taken a liking to it. You should read it when you have some time off. I wish you well on your journey." Katherine reached out and shook his hand and returned to the monastery.
Alphonse then proceeded to look at his map of the area, choosing the best route to take. After pinpointing his first route, he closed his eyes and began to concentrate. He took a deep breath and a low hum began to resonate from the single, sickle-like horn on his head. As an Absol, he had the ability to sense and predict incoming disasters. He was right to do so, his originally planned rout