By Vanessa Engle
At exactly 11:15, the front door of a council flat in Brixton opened. Two women stepped out on to a quiet residential street.
The younger woman, Rosie, had an awkward gait. Her movement was stiff and clunky, as though she simply wasn’t used to walking any distance. In fact, she had spent the past 30 years – her whole life – in captivity.
Now she was ill and needed urgent medical attention.
Born into a “collective”, she was not allowed to see a doctor, had never been allowed outside alone and had been told that if she tried to leave she would spontaneously combust and die.