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When, after a year, her physical injuries were healed but she never woke up, she was transferred to Meadows with her care being funded by a charity for such cases.
All kinds of activities were used to try to jog her memory but only a few bits and pieces seemed to come through. When asked what she would like to be called, the name Eden filled her mind, and so, until she remembered or was proven to be otherwise, she became Eden Meadows. Each night she would sleep finding comfort in touching the necklace she now refused to remove, she discovered she enjoyed reading and after being encouraged to keep a journal for her therapy, she discovered she also enjoyed writing.