[large inkblot]

How's everyone doing this morning!?

[A few ink marks where he tapped his pen against the page.]

Suppose someone wanted to take fingerprints. How would they go about making fingerprint powder from scratch?

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Paramedics! (aka Tear & Co.)

Did you want to try again?

Alright, I got a question for everyone. Have any of you [a bit of a mess where he squeezed in 'recently'] met someone going by the name of Miles Edgeworth? What about Phoenix Wright? I saw them last night, but now I can't find them anywhere!

[a few false starts] Ms. von Karma - you you're still here, right? Have you seen them, sir?

Mr. Edgew

M.E.,

We're all doing fine here, so don't worry about us. I've been doing what you asked. about

Mr. Wright That lawyer has been gone for a while. Is he with you, sir?

If you're reading this, don't forget to

Please, sir! Give me a sign that

If you're out there, I hope you know what you're doing, sir. Just give the word and I'll do whatever I can.

[His signature is messier than usual, but it may be recognizable to some. He has moved away from the board, so he won't see any replies.]

Ms. von Karma,

[There are several false starts and scribbles.]

Are you alright, sir!?

Mr. Edgeworth,

Sorry, sir... They said they wouldn't let me out of here until I got better.


Mr. Wright,

[small inkblot where the writer paused to think] Stay out of trouble, pal.

Those who leave their phony name with a not-so-phony room number below
May find a surprise in their room tomorrow!

[arrow pointing to 'room number'] wait, wouldn't they include

Hey, I could deliver them ALL!