Rush to the changing room.

She started running frantically in the direction she thought was the changing room.

"What if I don't make it in time?"
"How do I know even when exactly is the hour since I put on the costume?"

Those thoughts were running through her head, as she was skipping through the labyrinth.

Well. I can just try to take it off the whole time. That solves the second problem at least.

She finally recognized the place she was in. But with the recognition, came the realisation. The changing room was on the exact opposite side.

That very moment her costume seemed to start to lift off her feet.