Movement In The Grass! (Please Tell Me It's Just The Wind)

You spy two distinct areas of movement at the edges of the grass, followed by what you can only describe as soft laughter. What ever they are, they dash through the grass around you in circles and strange directions just under your sight.

They are quick, very fast and agile, making the grass only sway for a moment after they pass. But then you realize something, if there were three pairs of eyes, why are there only two quick moving figures. As this dawns on you a fear flushes over your mind and you contemplate making a run for it. Suddenly, something grabs your pants and undergarments and yanks them down to your ankles, exposing your crotch and ass to the cold night breeze as you trip and fall forward to the ground, landing on your side in a patch of dirt. You instinctively kick away at whatever is holding them until your feet break free from your pants and undergarments while it pulls them away into the rest of the grass.

You didn't see what it was but you didn't want to, the only thing you want is to get the hell out of this grass before it comes back. You climb to your feet and sprint across the field through the grass, feeling it scratch against your bare waist and legs, and watching as the movement is out of your field of view. You can hear them though, the grass abruptly parting behind you indicating something is following and catching up fast. Just when you are a few feet away from the edge you take a quick look back and stop. There is no more movement, just silence as the grass returns back to its normal dance in the air. You can't tell but you think you lost them somehow. Whatever they are.

You turn around to leave when something jumps straight at you and tackles you back into the grass, slamming you down. It pushes your arms down to the ground with great strength as it lays on top of your naked waist, pressing your ass to the grass underneath. You struggle under it before you finally get a good look at this nocturnal stalker.