>>9806503>Amy sprints through the arena looking for signs that Lucy may be here, she asks some of the production people who are milling around but nobody seems to have seen anything>she checks the dressing rooms, catering area, offices and training rooms but sees nothing, she never saw >>9802681 or the livestream from @Hollymaniacs"FUCK!"
>she continues sprinting until her lungs feel they may burst, doubled over and gasping for oxygen she suddenly notices an incredibly faint trail of red shoe prints heading away from a side room[Internally] "Wait..."
>Amy follows the tracks as they become more more noticeable, her pace quickens until she comes to a door with a trickle of blood snaking underneath and into a drain>she flings the door open and there lies Lucy Lincoln laying on top of a steel chair, not only is there blood all over the floor and splattered up the walls but there are bloody handprints and telltale signs that she tried to get up but fell, she was awake when this happened, or maybe she woke up in the aftermath"...is this a... murder?"
>Amy drops to her knees and places her fingers on Lucy's neck>there's no pulse>...wait...>there it is>faint>she rips her shirt off and ties it around Lucy's head, it's impossible to tell what's going on underneath the swelling but the most important thing right now is to try and stop the bleeding>Amy grabs her phone but her fingers are too bloody to unlock the screen, she wipes the blood on her jeans and finally manages to make the 911 call 