Run: 2026-02-17-01KHNEVYHP3RN0E9PTV73EFQ2V

A dim moon hung low over the cul‑de‑sac, its pale light spilling onto the pastel façade of the Hendersons’ house. Banners fluttered in the night breeze, announcing a child’s sixth birthday, and the street was lined with balloons that bobbed like nervous spies. Inside, a mountain of brightly wrapped presents sat beneath a frosting‑topped cake, and the hum of parents’ chatter drifted through the cracked open window. Molly crouched behind the trash cans, her eyes flicking to the back gate, while Bill adjusted his mask and whispered, “Ready when you are.” Bill checked his watch. Molly hissed, 'First, we need to disable the garden sprinkler timer. It's set to spray at nine, and the water will soak our rope.' Bill replied, 'Got it. I'll clip the timer with the USB‑C cable we stole from the office. That'll freeze the spray and keep the rope dry.' The night was cool, and a distant car horn sounded. Molly whispered, 'Next, we masquerade as the balloon clown. I’ve got a fake red nose and a pair of oversized shoes from the costume box in the attic.' Bill murmured, 'Great. The clown gets the kids to gather around the piñata, while we slip the gift bags into the van parked around the corner.' A dog barked, but it was only the neighbor’s poodle. Molly giggled, 'When the piñata breaks, the candy will explode outward. We’ll catch the loot in a net I nicked from the gymnastics class.' Bill nodded, already visualizing the net unfurling. Bill said, 'After the net, we’ll grab the biggest box. It's labeled "For Emma" but I bet it's full of video games and a drone.' Bill frowned. Molly whispered, 'We'll need a distraction, so I'll set off the smoke detector in the kitchen with a incense stick from the birthday party loot.' Bill muttered, 'We'll disable the alarm by shorting the hallway panel. I brought a cheap multimeter and a roll of duct tape.' Molly said, 'Once the lights go out, we slip through the back door. I’ll have the rope ladder ready, and you’ll climb the fence to the van.' Bill whispered, 'If anything goes wrong, we’ll improvise. I’ve got a bag of fake moustaches and a pack of glitter bombs for a quick escape.' Molly rolled her eyes. Molly hissed, 'We should also grab the glitter cannon from the party favor table, because nothing says subtle getaway like a burst of rainbow glitter in the security guard's eyes, and we can use it to blind the cameras later.' Bill laughed, 'If the glitter fails, I’ve hidden a tiny EMP device in the birthday card, which will fry the DJ’s speaker system and give us a five‑second window to slip the loot into the van unnoticed for us today.' Molly whispered, 'Let’s also snag the extra juice boxes, because nothing fuels a high‑speed chase like a sugar rush, and we can use the boxes to power our portable lights while we haul the presents out in the van quickly.'