Without A Trace

Writer's POV

Harold enjoyed lighter moments with his weird foster son. They had a late night snack and parted ways. Harold gave the boy a portion so that he could get the much needed rest. He obviously told him that he got it from his wizard friend. After making sure that Sid had slept, Harold went to the garage and drove out. 

According to the news, the world feared serial killers were to be transported in the early hours. Harold made sure to park his car at a deserted junkyard. There was no fear of cameras catching on to his shenanigans. He then cloaked himself in the invisibility spell and went out. He scanned the place and he was content. It was far enough from humanity and had enough land and trees. This would be perfect for his idea. He checked the time and knew that the prisoners will be loaded in the next thirty minutes if his calculations were correct. 

He then hastily created a portal and emerged right in front of