APART from the deep, wheezing sound from the respirator, all is quiet in Danny Chan Pak-keung's room. He is still, his face pale and bloated, a feeding tube leading from his nose into his stomach and a large plastic pipe protruding from his throat, pumping air into the lungs from a life-support system.
This is the man who, this time last year, was delighting hundreds of thousands of fans with his music. He was one of Hongkong's most popular teen idols, a baby-faced singing superstar whose concerts were consistently sold out.
Then on May 19 last year, Chan's star fell. He collapsed in his MacDonnell Road home. There were rumours of drug overdoses and suicide attempts. To this day, nobody knows the truth.
It is unlikely they ever will.
Since that fateful day, the 34-year-old has been in a coma. The medical diagnosis is that he is partially brain-dead, although his body responds to familiar voices and touches.
In the aftermath of the collapse, the corridor outside the intensive care unit of Queen Mary Hospital was crowded with fans, friends and the press.
Ten months later, they have turned their attention to other things.