The Future of Work: 'Remembrance,' by Lexi Pandell

When the podcar strikes me, I see a flash. For a long moment, I am nothing more than an electric white shock of pain. My blurred vision only perceives shadowy forms, but I can imagine what they look like in their gray jumpsuits, each of them fitted with goggles that display my vitals. They've cut off my shirt. "Is she stable enough to save?" an e-medic asks.