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Destination unknown

Susan was swept along in the river, sometimes managing to get her head above the water to breathe, sometimes sinking to the bottom and getting her buttocks scratched by stones. And all the while, the river spirit laughed gleefully.

After what seemed like ages, Susan was lifted up and out of the water, and dumped unceremoniously on a muddy bank. Her dark hair hung limply across the stunned face of the bedraggled girl.

"Well, that was a lot of fun!" The river spirit said from the water, "But I have to be going now!"

"Wait!" Susan gasped, staggering to her feet and stumbling to the waters edge, but the girl was gone. Susan sighed, "Now where am I?"

"Another one!" A rough voice came from behind. Susan yelped and turned around, using her arms again to hide her nudity, and found herself facing two dwarves, armed with swords.

"Hello." Susan said weakly, "I'm afraid I don't know where I am."

"Don't worry about that." One of the dwarves said, walking towards her. He stepped up on a rock, and quickly fastened a collar around Susan's neck, from which hung a long chain. He held the end of the chain and began to lead Susan along, "We'll take you where you belong."