Run: 2026-02-16-01KHK30ZGMBHSXNDQGNSZMD883

Molly crouched behind the inflatable bouncy castle, adjusting her night vision goggles while panting. The venue hummed with energy of six year olds sugar rushing on cheap cake. Bill checked his watch, wiping sweat from his forehead with a gloved hand. This was their biggest job, though the demographic felt morally questionable to professionals. He nodded toward the gift table, stacked high with wrapped boxes promising Lego sets and cash envelopes in paper. "Are we really stealing from toddlers?" Bill asked quietly. "It feels wrong." Molly squinted through the window. A painted menace juggled balloons near the loot. They needed a distraction immediately. Bill pulled out synthetic dog treats, planning to unleash chaos among parents' pets outside. Molly tightened her grip on the lockpick set. The security was lax, mostly terrified mothers watching toddlers run wild. She signaled the go ahead. Bill moved like a shadow, creeping toward the side entrance. The moral weight of stealing from children sat heavy, but rent was due. They slipped inside, ready to swap presents for bricks of soap. The mission was absurd, yet necessary for survival. "Just take the Lego," Molly said firmly to her partner. "Leave the cash for the parents alone."