In true Jurassic Park fashion, you decide to remain perfectly still. Unless this thing is as dumb as bricks this will likely not work, but it's worth a shot. It begins flopping out of the haze and you close your eyes.
A cold gun barrel nudges against you.
"Hello? Are you okay?" Its voice is almost childlike.
More nudging.
"I hope I didn't hurt you. If I did, uh, how were we told to do this… Oh right! Let me know if anywhere the warhead pokes you hurts."
Hard metal jabs into your shoulder.