[One day, nearly a fortnight ago, Miles Edgeworth disappeared from Cair Paradisa to seek temporary, reclusive solace at a hotel in the City Royale. He alerted no one of this little vacation, and ceased all communication with everyone - be it through the journals, or otherwise...
...but he's back - however unintentionally - and not in any way he could have ever foreseen. His clothes - remnants of a white undershirt and reddish-pink pajama-bottoms - are in scorched tatters.
In one hand, there's a 4.5 ft. baguette. In the other, a machine gun...A gumball machine gun.
...and with that, he is chasing a massive growlithe around the castle grounds.
Perhaps you're one of the unfortunate souls to witness this. After all, there is a perfectly rational explanation.