“Full-body motion detected,” the computer says. “What’s your name?” “Pfft, seriously?” I ask. “Incorrect. Attempt number two: What’s your name?” I open my mouth to answer. “Uh…” “Incorrect. Attempt number three: What’s your name?” Only now does it occur to me: I don’t know who I am. I don’t know what I do. I don’t remember anything at all. “Um,” I say. “Incorrect.” A wave of fatigue grips me. It’s kind of pleasant, actually. The computer must have sedated me through the IV line. “…waaaait…” I mumble. The robot arms lay me gently back down to the bed.
