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Amelia's initial shock at the unfolding situation intensified as Rhys's actions took a brave and unexpected turn. Her eyes widened, her heart racing as she watched him without hesitation leap into the bloodied water to save the woman. The sight of his selfless act resonated deeply with her, breaking through the paralysis that had momentarily gripped her. She had to do something as well! 

Looking back towards the bar, her gaze locked onto a phone line, a glimmer of hope amidst the sudden chaos. Without hesitation, Amelia sprang into motion, her feet carrying her swiftly toward it. Her breath was shallow, adrenaline coursing through her veins as she reached the bar. With a determined grip, her hand closed around the receiver, and she hastily dialled the resort's emergency number.
Her anticipation grew as the dialling sequence played out, but her hopes were immediately dashed as a robotic voice filled her ear.

[i]Thank you for calling. We are currently experiencing a high call volume and all lines are busy. Your call is important to us, and we apologize for the delay. If you are experiencing a life-threatening emergency, please stay on the line, and your call will be answered by the next available operator. If you are not in immediate danger, we encourage you to stay on the line or try calling again later. You may also consider seeking help from nearby law enforcement, fire department, or medical facilities. Thank you for your understanding and patience during this busy time. [/i]

The words echoed in her mind, a stark reminder of the urgency of the situation they were all facing. Amelia looked back towards the pool area, where the others were working to rescue the injured woman. The chaotic scene contrasted sharply with the calm vacation atmosphere that had prevailed just moments before. She turned her back to it all in frustration.
 
Clenching her fist around the phone receiver, Amelia’s mind raced to find an alternative solution. What could possibly be the hold-up? Why now when they desperately needed help that was way out of her expertise? Could the situation be more dire than she originally thought? 

She got her answer in the form of a shout. 

[color=#990099][i]Murder?[/i][/color] She thought to herself, turning back to the scene in confusion. She’d been so caught up in her anxiety that she’d apparently missed that the scenario had taken a turn for the worse, noticing the injured woman now laying on the floor, something pointy she couldn’t make out from where she was embedded into her skull. What kind of hell had she suddenly descended to? 

As the pandemonium unfolded and the party descended into disarray, Amelia's initial shock gave way to a rush of adrenaline. Her gaze darted around, taking in the now terrified screams, the scattered crowd, and the overturned chairs. She felt a knot of fear and discomfort in her stomach, her thoughts racing to comprehend the horrifying scene that was unfolding before her. 

Wasn’t that the bartender lying on the ground with his intestines being torn out? 

Amelia grabbed onto the bar to prevent herself from collapsing in terror. She forcefully willed herself to move, her muscles protesting against the fear that threatened to keep her rooted in place. Her wide, terrified eyes scanned the chaos, searching for a path to escape, a way to navigate through the growing horde of zombies.