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GOOSEBOUMPS:
The call comes: three, two, one. Poe explodes out of his stance with a fluid, violent leap that instantly cuts the once-safe distance in half. Banners, clocks and equipment visible on the periphery of the field just a second ago are now blocked from view. His arms are up in front of him, reaching; his fingers spread wide open as if he's preparing to put the QB's head in a vise. And before your hypothalamus can trigger a flight response or signal for a timeout, it's too late. Poe is just a few feet away -- and closing fast.
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