Royal Caribbean crew member dies after falling off mega-ship as it sailed through the Bahamas
The unidentified man jumped off the boat around 7pm on Thursday, causing an Oscar alarm to sound throughout the Icon of the Seas ship.
An Oscar alarm is used when someone has gone overboard.
The crew member was recovered roughly 30 minutes later, but was pronounced dead.
'Unfortunately, the crew member passed away,' the cruise line confirmed in a statement to Cruise Hive, which first reported on the story.
'We extend our condolences to the crew member's family and loved ones. To respect their privacy, we have no additional details to share.'
Daily Mail has reached out to Royal Caribbean and the Royal Bahamian Police Force for comment.
Rescue efforts were deployed immediately and crew members were able to locate the man's body.
A rescue team was seen working on the man on the dingy before he was pronounced dead.
This is a breaking story, please check back for updates.
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