Run: 2026-04-24-01KQ06JH277M6JFG3JWJWJBGDY

Moonlight draped the suburb, a blanket of hush over the cul‑de‑sac where birthday banners fluttered like captive flags. The house glowed with candy‑colored lights, a beacon for mischief. Inside, children chased balloons while parents pretended not to notice the chaos. Molly slipped her gloved hand over the lock, breath a whisper. Bill hovered by the side door, eyes scanning for neighbors. The scent of frosting tickled Bill’s nostrils, reminding him the loot was plastic toys wrapped in glitter. At the kitchen table, a mountain of presents waited like an army. Molly’s eyes gleamed. She nudged Bill toward the back window. "Let's grab the big red one first," "Got it. I’ll cover the hallway with the trash cans." "Watch for the clown mascot; he’s a flashlight." "No problem, I’ll disable the music box in five seconds." "When the lights flicker, move fast. The presents are in the basement." "Got the key. The door clicks open now." "Stack them quick, we need to be out before the cake is cut." "Almost there, just one more box." "Perfect. Let's vanish like the wind." "Watch the kids' parents—if they see a shadow, we're toast." "Remember, the chocolate cake is a distraction; we skip it."