“What is with your friend? Is he possessed?”
Paul nodded, and Lylian answered on his behalf, “Yes, you must know the substances the locals use. I think he must have a serious addiction to one of them.”
“I see. Would you mind if I help? Many people turn to us with the same problems. We have experience treating people addicted to narcotics. Please, convince your friend to come with me!”
Paul stared at Lylian, amazed. What? A rehab centre? Here?
He chose the simple way to convince the tattooed pilot—he grabbed Fred’s arm and pulled him.
“Huh, this is a very serious place!” Lylian was surprised when she entered a large building standing among the small houses. It looked like a professional hospital on the inside, but from the outside it seemed to be a battered structure of cheap corruga
