Run: 2026-09-23-01M36WBMGVMYYTFYD5CNPM3184

Molly crouched behind the inflatable castle, adjusting her ski mask for the fourth time. The backyard was lit with cartoon-themed string lights and a bouncy castle shaped like a dinosaur. She motioned to Bill, who was already halfway inside a cardboard box labeled BIG PUMPKIN. You in position? she whispered. Almost, Bill replied, the box muffled around him. The parents are distracted with the cake. That thing's got seventeen candles. Seventeen? Molly frowned. How old is this kid? Who cares? Bill shifted, wobbling the box. Where's the gifts? By the patio table. And we move on my signal. What signal? Molly pulled out a tiny whistle and held it up grinning. Fantastic, Bill muttered. Very subtle. They both edged toward the table where a colorful pile of wrapped boxes sat. A helium balloon drifted past Molly's face. A toddler wandered over, staring at the box with legs. What is that? the child asked. Nothing, Bill said. The box began to sway. Molly signaled with a sharp blow of her whistle. She scooped up three presents while Bill lurched forward, the box folding outward and dumping him onto the grass. The toddler clapped. Operation wrapped, Molly announced, sprinting toward the fence.