Not a single thought ran through Minato's mind as he quietly rested. His chest slowly rising and falling with every breath he takes. His eyes slowly fluttered, and then his bright blue eyes stared at the ceiling. He sat up in bed and rubbed his head. "Hmm..." He groaned. He yawned, and put out his arms and stretched. He looked around his room, but a look of confusion came from his face. He couldn't remember where he was, who he was, and what was going on. He slipped on some clothes (that were actually his work clothes), and ran out of the door to find some answers. He didn't know, or care what time it was. He speed walked through the hallways looking for someone who could help him. He saw what appeared to be either a student or a teacher and he walked up to them and tapped their shoulder. "E-Excuse me..." He said, sheepishly. "Can you please help me with something?" He asked, politely, smiling a little.