Looking around desperately as the count-down went on, Some was too far away from any of his own District. The sunlight wasn't hot, but it was bright, and his eyes were already watering. He twisted, searching, and spotted the huge shape of the castle behind him, the shadows under it. The music jarred him, and once the gong rang, he stood still for a moment, afraid of what new might come next. But it wasn't a glacier, and they weren't at sea. He lunged off his pedestal, dropping to all eight despite the restrictive light-green costume, and raced for shade.
Heading through the Castle towards Fantasyland. (Would love a scuffle)