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[The following message is accompanied by a close-up image of a pair of round silver cufflinks with this design etched into them. They're apparently pinned to the end of a burgundy sleeve, and are small enough to make it unlikely that the design was hand-carved.]

While I can appreciate the craftsmanship of these cufflinks, I don't recall owning a pair like these. I have as little idea concerning how they came to be pinned to my suit as I do of how I came to be on this unfamiliar island. If anyone has seen a pair of silver cufflinks studded with a pair of half-carat garnets each or can shed light onto the origins of this pair, I would appreciate the lead.

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Good, if linear logic, for naturally you are missing much of the puzzle. You are not the only one who has been abducted and deposited here; I, myself, and quite a large number of others have as well.

A pleasure, Mr. Edgeworth. I am the Countess Ada Lovelace.

A mass kidnapping? Over what sort of time period? Did all have a degree of local celebrity?

For the time period, I am not entirely sure; some have been here for several months already, while some have "appeared"--for lack of a better term-- only recently.

As for the locale-- there does not seem to be any sort of concrete pattern. This will be hard to accept, and sadly I cannot prove it myself, but if you were to ask the other victims of this kidnapping spree, you will find that many of us do not even come from the same worlds or time period. Where I am from, it was still the middle of the 18th century, and I was in my workshop in England. My er... partner, I suppose, hails from a land completely different from mine. He claims that there the walking dead and supernatural activities are common, which is most certainly not the case in London.

[She says that last bit with a complete tone of disdain and contempt. She'll believe it when she sees it, Klaus, honey, but she doesn't accept such wild claims without proof.]

No one has observed the perpetrators in action, despite the scale of the crime?

It had not escaped my notice that all displays of the date here are seven and a half years too slow. I had thought it an attempt at disorientation. However, that was not my question -- I was asking whether all those taken were well-known in their home region, as I'm a well-known prosecutor in my district and you introduced yourself as a countess.

[Whether he believes the time travel thing or not is something he's keeping to himself, it seems.]

[The mention of supernatural activities, however, seems to catch him more off-guard.]

Er... yes. I've been to London myself, albeit far more... recently, and certainly nothing of the sort was evident nor even asserted.

Ah, I see. I cannot say there has been, for though my partner was a baron from where he is from, I have seen ordinary people on this network just as often as those that claim significance.

For witnesses, I'm afraid I cannot help you. I did not observe them before or after the crime was committed, and did not think to ask.

[She does, however, nod smugly at the assertion, though her face falls as she remembers something that really rather undermines the whole point.]

Er... speaking of supernatural instances, if you have just arrived, then you would not know... It is not safe to walk around outside alone after midnight. The entire city seems to change for what feels like the span of an hour, though no time passes during the phenomenon. I would attempt to describe it, however, it may be better if you witness it yourself.

I see. To summarize, we appear to be the victims of a criminal enterprise spanning several months, with scant evidence and no witnesses, with apparently random victims with wildly incompatible claims as to their origins?

[The prosecutor's features harden at Ada's description of what happens at midnight, however. (Could this island be some form of asylum?)]

...I can see you are not convinced. I cannot say I blame you, for I would not have believed it myself. Truly, stay up until midnight and see for yourself. I suggest having someone with you who has been here awhile-- I will be sleeping. And I am quite certain death is not something you wish to risk on your investigation.

[Probably.]

Could the changes not be observed from the safety of a window?

[Hear that disdainful and skeptical tone, Ada? Familiar, isn't it?]

Most likely, however... if you are anything like the thorough investigator I presume you are, when you see it you will wish to look further. Do not go alone.

[Yes, and she's not surprised, nor daunted.]

If it is truly so dangerous, why would the police be uninvolved?

It's a peculiar situation where only those that have been brought here are not ah... "transformed", I suppose is the best word.

[She frowns.]

I am truly reluctant to mention details. I'm sure I sound quite mad even bringing it up.

That is not the only aspect of this conversation that seems farfetched, Ms. Lovelace. However, I concede that it can do no harm to humor your suggestion.

I'm well aware. I do suggest you drop by the local hotel. They will give you free room and board, it seems, though I have not been there for quite some time.

Really? One wonders how they remain in business, if so. Perhaps the kidnappers are paying the bill. Unfortunately, on such short notice it would seem that I've little choice but to take advantage of those particular accommodations.

Then I will send you directions there.

[And she does. These textual messages are quite handy!]

Please feel free to contact me once you have settled in. And looked into the phenomenon I mentioned. For now, however, farewell, and good luck.

Very well, Ms. Lovelace. Your assistance is most appreciated.

[Edgeworth sets the phone someplace that allows him to bow at the camera, then ends the feed.]

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