Canaria Medical Center

[Lennox]

After a long flight from Liberty to Omega 49, Ian Johnson brang his Eagle down to a landing pad. Looking out of his cockpit he sighed, shaking his head.

"Why am I here? I actually shouldn't be here and care about myself..."

He said to himself, looking at the controls of his ship. He suddenly hits his controls with his fists, seemingly suffering from some psychological issues as well. Then quickly lifting a hand up to his eyes to wipe away a tear, he opened the cockpit like it would get too hot for him inside there. He looked around and took a deep breath, already seeing the medical center from the far. He heard rumors of a doctor there, who might be able to help him with a disease, that could bring him the decease.

He started to walk towards the installation, still in thoughts.

"Why am I helping myself? How can I leave alone an important place in Liberty, where others could need my help. Fracking s***."

He continued walking to the rather big building and walked up the steps to the entrance. Actually he was hating doctors and medical 'stuff', like he prefered to call it. He looked at a datapad he was holding in his hand and checked the data. It would contain information about a DNA related disease, that is degenerating his cells but at the same time is part of the stem cells as well. It wouldn't need much more time until the disease would begin to dissolve parts of his own body.

He walked to the reception and stuttered a bit.

"I am searching for Doctor Holliday. Is he here? I heard he could maybe help me...with something..."