Run: 2026-10-08-01M4DA9E2E0R3VYH8N4DF33TR3

Molly crouched behind the bouncy castle, peering at the birthday tent. "Ten guards, Bill. Ten. And every one of them has a clown hat." Bill adjusted his fake mustache. "Relax. Clowns are easy. You just honk a rubber duck and they chase it." "We're stealing presents from seven-year-olds, Bill. That's a new low, even for us." "Lows are where the good loot hides." He pulled a crumpled map from his pocket. "The gift table's right there. Pass the piñata, grab the boxes, and we're gone before the cake." "What about the magician?" "Him? He's been pulling the same rabbit out of the same hat since 1998. Trust me." Molly sighed. "Fine. But if I get stuck in the ball pit again, you're explaining it to my mother." "Deal. Now, on three. One, two..." "Bill, that's a unicorn costume." "Three!"