CHINOANE SIMON FARISANI
Okay, let us go back to 1 February 1982 as Masisi.  I was taking a shower in the cubicle, after I had received clothes from home and worn them.  I felt very weak, I felt dizzy, the ordinary police noticed it and they rushed me to Madimbo where I got two injections, one injection on each buttocks.  And a gargling liquid and some pills.  Come 2 February, I collapsed, my heart palpitated, shortage of breath, I needed water every minute or two.  Let me once again thank the local police, were it not for them, I would have died on that spot.  And they rushed me back to Madimbo.  The doctor came to the van and he said 'Is this the guy who was here yesterday?'  The police said yes.  He gave me a blue pill and water and said 'Rush him to the nearest hospital.'  I remember his words, 'He will...' and he hesitated and said 'He may die.'  And I was rushed back to Chilitsini Hospital.  Now, when I changed into hospital clothes, life would return to normal.  The same when I collapsed at Venda Central Prison.  When I got to hospital and changed into hospital clothes, I would feel okay.  This suspicion, I must be very honest with you, comes after the stories around the poisoning of Rev Chikane's clothes.  And I began to try to understand that the symptoms are quite similar to what I went through.