Janitor
There is something special about the early morning shift. The calm, the quiet, the peace, and most importantly there's pretty much nothing to do. Needless to say I love it. I strolled into the bathroom on the fourth floor and I was a bit surprised to find the door jammed, and that's when I spotted gelled haired doctor and his friend.
"Hey idiot! Help me open this door"
They ignored me which wasn't surprising.
"Fine I'll open it myself"
After a few minutes I managed to open the door and as I flicked on lights in the dark, deserted bathroom, I first noticed the overturned trashcan, then the broken mirror, and then a body lying on the floor.
"Idiot! Surgeon friend! Someone's hurt"
They ignored me again.
"I'm not joking, someone's really hurt!"
Maybe because they heard the genuine in panic in my voice or maybe because for once I wasn't trying to mess with them, but luckily they followed me, because someone was really hurt.