*a small blue octopus materializes, and joins the chase*
[Fun!] they shout without speaking. Their voice comes from no discernible direction, appearing directly in your mind almost as though they were your own thoughts, yet distinctly... other.
You shake your head, and simply marvel at their ridiculous antics.
[Weird place, isn't it?] asks a duplicate octopus floating fifteen centimeters from your face. Your heart leaps into your throat, and you stutter your apologies.
[Interesting. What mechanism do you use? Is it bullets? Please let it be bullets.]
[oh my! so cute!]