the hospitalized children lay on their beds or sat in their chairs, some fell to the ground for reasons unknown.  suddenly the ward doors opened and a masked, blue robed man stepped through into the room, he limped and balanced on a peculiar staff.
"Welcome... young men and women of... the parallel realm." the masked man croaked, he said it slowly and painfully, "The world is... not what... it seems..." he continued, "there is no such thing as... magic... you may have... thought this true... but I will be the first to... tell most of you that there is... such thing... as... MAGIC" he said finally, his voice was metallic and full of pain, with every word came an empty feeling.  "Emory... I must ask you to continue in... my stead.", he allowed Emory to continue speaking.
(if this is mucking up the IC then pretend this happened before Emory started talking, or I'm just in the background:))