Phoenix Wright was stranded on the side of the road, his car broke down. There was nothing in sight, as this was a dusty old backroad, a highway that had been replaced by an interstate. There was an old, most likely abandoned manor in the distance. It started to rain and Phoenix realized he had to go check that place out, otherwise he was just stranded and alone. Surely no one would mind him being a squatter, it must have been abandoned for many years. Little did he know there was a certain vampire watching him trespass.

Once Phoenix was inside this victorian manor, the door slammed behind him, locking, almost as if by magic. He blended in to the darkness well, but there was a strange man at the top of the stairs. Wearing... a cape. "Who are you?" Miles Edgeworth snapped. "You are trespassing..." He growled, as Miles studied what Phoenix looked like. Was he a vampire hunter? Miles feels like he couldn't trust humans at all? What if this seemingly ordinary man was here to kill him?