“There were no toys, there were no books, there was nothing in this room except for just girls slumped around and girls weeing in the corner because nobody would dare knock on the door because you would be injected if you knocked on the door,” she recalls.

“When I looked round there were girls sitting there and they were slumped over in chairs.

“Their arms were just over the side of the chairs.

“All the dribble was coming – I thought they were dead, it frightened the life out of me.”

Of the few she remembers walking around, one desperately needed to use the lavatory.

“[Another] girl said ‘Don’t knock on the door, If you knock on that door you know what happens’,” she explains.

“So she stood in the corner and wet herself.

“One girl did knock on the door, and this other girl pushed me down in a seat. I sat there. I was too scared to move, blink, do anything … some ladies came in … they put her on the floor. Then Miss Law came in with another lady and they started putting injections in her.”