What's next?

Gnome alone

Susan landed on her back on the dusty path, then sat up in time to see a short figure, about two feet tall, coming to a halt in front of her. He had two horns jutting from his head, and hanging from one was a torn scrap of familiar-looking green fabric.

"Can't stop, miss!" The strange little man said, "Big things happening! Big things!"

Susan got far enough off the ground to reach behind her with her hand, she found a section torn out of the back of her dress, enough to reveal a large amount of her white silk knickers.

"My dress!" She exclaimed.

"Yes, it looks lovely." The man said, "Got to go!" And with that he turned and ran off.

"This place is hell on my wardrobe." Susan sighed. Seeing no alternative, she carried on down the path in the direction her assailant had run. Big things happening? Maybe they were connected with her finding herself back in Narnia.

"Moooove out of the way!" A voice bellowed behind her, before several more creatures ran past Susan- another gnome, a badger, a dwarf, and then finally a minotaur, the large figure bent over and brushing up against Susan on the narrow path, his impressive horns poked her in the backside and then with a prolonged ripping noise he kept going, a large piece of green fabric snagged on his horns and carried off.

Susan looked down at herself- from the waist up she was still fully dressed, but below that was the ragged torn seam, then her white knickers, garter belt and stockings.

"Oh, come on!" She exclaimed, "This is really too much!"

With a sigh, she broke into a jog, following the direction everyone else seemed keen to go.