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I was four weeks in the Adelaide Hospital, but of the first days I remember very little. The earliest memory that I have is of waking up and thinking I was in a church. It was night and my eyes opened to the dimness of great high walls. It was almost still, but there was the far-away whispering, as of people at their prayers. I was in great pain and I could hear that I groaned.
Immediately a white-clad figure glided up, and something icy cold went on my head. Then I felt the prick of a needle and the shadows deepened and everything faded quickly away.