… 08:24 a.m.
The black van rumbled to a stop in front of the massive convention center where the SMPE was already in full swing.
The place was alive with energy; vibrant banners featuring fresh superheroes hung from every corner, and fans were swarming the entrance, carrying everything from merch bags to custom action figures.
Scott let out a loud yawn as he stretched his arms lazily as his fingers brushed the van's roof.
"Alright, guys… we're here."
"Yes!"
Marcus exclaimed as he thrust his camera into the air like an Olympic champion.
"Finally! I've adjusted the camera to perfect lighting and fitted it with enhancer lenses. Every shot I take today is gonna be flawless. I'm talking golden-ratio level perfection."
There was pure excitement in his eyes.
Brigid sat quietly in the passenger seat, her face clouded with a distant expression. She had barely said a word during the ride, but her slumped shoulders spoke volumes.
