Lyssa was raised in Minneapolis, Minnesota. Her parents were upper middle class, as were all of her friends. She attended a small private school for most of her life, where she did well in her classes, though wasn't a total brain. She attended church with her parents, she wasn't devout in religion but she did believe in god and the teachings of the church. Her parents, the school, the church all taught her that there are certain things only married adults do. And so, she followed these beliefs, remaining a virgin throughout high school.
 
She decided to take a year off of school after graduation before going to college. Wanting to explore the world, learn more about herself before settling on her predesignated path. And so, with her parents' permission, and some of their money, Lyssa hit the trails. She wandered here and there, staying for a week or two at a time before moving on, touring the world.
 
Money was starting to dwindle, as it is common to do when one is just spending and not earning any. Plane rides changed to trains, and eventually to buses. She was on her way home, ready now to settle into a school routine again. With her limited funds, she purchased a bus ticket to the nearest city with an airport large enough to send her back to the states. But there was a problem with her ticket, she'd not paid enough attention to the details, and it sent her instead to Deadend.
 
She realised the mistake nearly instantly after stepping off the bus, looking around at the grungy area she found herself in. Nothing but her suitcase full of clothing and other essentials, the bus all ready pulling away. Sighing, she pulled out the long handle to wheel the suitcase behind her as she made her way up the street, determined to make the best of it until she could catch the next bus.