You finally manage to phone over to emergency service, which is nothing short of a miracle given how badly your hands are shaking. You're not quite sure what they say when they answer. You're not quite sure what you tell them. You're scared that you're going to get locked away for killing your boss and scared that you might not even live that long. You've just been through a traumatic accident and you're still in the process of being traumatized. When the police show up you're still talking on your phone, but the call ended some time ago. You seem unharmed but semi-nonresponsive, so after being looked over by medics, they give you a nice cozy cell in which to sleep it off. You don't sleep, of course; you already are asleep. You just lie there in fear of various forms of retribution until you wake up.