Run: 2026-09-23-01M36P3TGRY20G9X8Q4WN9JE5F

Molly and Bill crouched behind a hedge outside the community hall, studying a hand-drawn map that looked suspiciously like a napkin. The party’s paper crowns bobbed beyond the windows; inside, children circled a mountain of presents with the protective intensity of tiny dragons. Bill adjusted his borrowed magician’s cape, which was actually a tablecloth and still smelled faintly of gravy. “Bill, the clown guards presents.” “Excellent; I brought emergency glitter and tap shoes.” “This plan cannot possibly go wrong tonight.” Molly inspected the side entrance. A sign announced NO ADULTS WITHOUT A CHILD, so Bill had brought a teddy bear wearing sunglasses and a fake mustache. Their getaway vehicle, a shopping cart, waited under a blanket nearby, its wheels squeaking like guilty mice. They would slip in during musical chairs, collect every gift, and escape before the birthday cake was cut. The plan relied on timing, stealth, and nobody asking why two adults were carrying a cartful of wrapped toys. Bill practiced a casual smile. It looked less like innocence than a man remembering taxes. A cheer shook the hall. Children raced in sacks. Bill hopped inside, clutching the teddy bear; Molly followed, regretting their plan with complete theatrical dignity.