I don’t know how our brain works really.
They put me in a room on my own, and I felt quite trapped – you’re in so much pain and you’re not sure of what’s gong on, you know you’ve been injured but your not sure where. I found that as I laid in bed, as the nurses would come and see me, or the doctors, all I would see was the skeleton; I couldn’t see the face. And I thought ‘am I alive or dead?’ Because that was how I felt – you know – ‘am I really alive?’ So it was like horror, because every time somebody came to me, all you saw was this skull, the skeleton of these people. And I had that for about four or five days. When my family came it was alright, it was just the nursing staff.
You couldn’t see their bodies, torsos as such – it was just the face.
And it’s that type of movement as well, it’s not like a human movement. They’re like robots, or that type of thing; but you just know that they’re coming towards you… I felt scared because when they closed the doors I felt as if I was actually in a tomb, even though it was daylight. I think day goes into night and night goes into day – you don’t see daylight at all.