Run: 2026-02-20-01KHYAN8VGT6P2QG5KQRAKGXS2

The rain hammered against the corrugated iron roof of the abandoned warehouse, a relentless percussion that matched the frantic thudding of Molly’s pulse. Before her, Bill was meticulously arranging miniature plastic dinosaurs on a table, each carefully positioned with a tiny toothpick. “Seriously, Bill? Dinosaurs?” “Strategic distraction, Molly,” he replied, adjusting a velociraptor’s gaze with excruciating precision. “Little Timmy will be mesmerized. It buys us precious seconds.” Molly surveyed the sprawling map of Maplewood Elementary, dotted with the locations of thirty-two birthday parties. “Seconds we desperately need. You’re telling me a prehistoric predator is designed to distract a seven-year-old obsessed with Pokémon?” “It’s unexpected,” Bill insisted, carefully dusting a Stegosaurus. “Think of it as…element of surprise. The goal isn't to impress Timmy; it’s to confuse the parents.” “Right,” Molly sighed, tracing a route with her finger. “So, we infiltrate, dinosaur distraction, liberate the loot, and vanish before someone notices a slightly disproportionate number of board games.” Bill nodded gravely. “Disproportionately fabulous board games, Molly. Absolutely fabulous.”