Run: 2026-02-16-01KHKRS4GTHW3GPH66ZZYASZES

The night before the birthday bash, Molly and Bill crouched behind the garden hedge, eyes scanning the brightly colored balloons and the flickering fairy lights. A soft breeze rustled the streamers, and the distant giggles of children rehearsed in the house. Molly adjusted the lock‑picking set in her pocket, while Bill checked the map of the backyard, noting the location of the snack table and the hidden closet where the presents were stacked. They whispered plans, their breath forming tiny clouds in the cool air, each word a careful step toward the impossible heist. Time ticked, and excitement grew quickly. Molly: "We slip in through the side door while the clown distracts the kids." Bill: "I’ll disable the alarm with a simple EMP device." Molly: "The gift bags sit near the cake table, easy to grab." Bill: "We must avoid the camera above the balloon arch." Molly: "I’ll wear a party mask, blend with the crowd." Bill: "Then we slip the loot into the van parked down the lane." Molly: "If anyone questions, we claim we’re part of the entertainment crew." Bill: "Exactly, and we leave no trace but empty ribbons." Bill: "We’ll meet at the oak tree after midnight."