Find the missing persons

Following the briefing with the mayor you soar through the clouds over to the warehouse district and scout the scene from the skies above. The warehouse are grouped into what constitutes 4 city blocks, with trucks coming and going at all hours of the day.

Your expert eyes notice that one block of warehouses in particular seems oddly void of activity. Swooping in for a closer look you land on the roof of a warehouse and glance closely along the row of nondescript buildings that dot the street. Oddly, you notice a little boy playing with a toy truck in one of the muddy puddles scouring the road. You focus curiously, this being an odd occurence indeed, then watch as a lone truck veers from one of the warehouse garages towards the child.

You gasp with concern and swoosh into the air, scooping the boy in your arms and skirting him to safety, landing with a comfortable 'click' of your bootheels on the pavement.

"You should be more careful about where you play with your trucks." You say, glancing down at the little boy benevolently. He looks up at you with the strangest blue eyes, however. They seem to swirl within the pupil, you cannot look away.

"You want to help me more." The little boy commands suddenly, barking an order quite convincingly. You feel yourself smirking, and mean to respond with a subtle, questioning remark but instead reply, "Yes, I want to help you more."