When the booklet materialized in the palm of Hao Xuan's hand a bizarre phenomenon reflected in the skies above. A dark cloud rolled in from somewhere far and completely blocked out the white moon.
Hao Xuan glanced at it once but did not give it much thought. At this point it did not matter what sinister omens came to be-
"If it will help then I don't care how terrible it is," he told himself before directing his attention towards the booklet.
It was thin, barely a handful of pages that were wrapped in a cover made of human skin. A single black string was wrapped around it three times to keep it from opening on accident.
When Hao Xuan held the string in his hand he felt its relatively soft and elastic texture against his skin.
'Tendons, dried and treated...probably human too.'
One end of the tendon string was connected to the back of the booklet and the other open end was tied to the front side to an ivory clasp.
'Teeth, shaved down to create a hook.'