Sydney Hayes remembered nothing.

That wasn't an exaggeration. She only even knew her name because of the student ID she had found in her back pocket. This had, unfortunately, been the only thing she found in her pockets upon waking up in the middle of nowhere. No wallet or phone, and no other hints as to who she was.

She had woken up in what seemed to be a large building still being constructed. One thing she did remember was that trespassing was, in fact, something she could get in trouble for, and thus she had quickly vacated. Which left her wandering the streets, confused and slightly dazed, though she still wasn't sure of the reason for the latter.

She hadn't passed many people. Reasonable, she thought, given how dark out it was. She wasn't sure why she was out so late, either, to be fair. Weren't most sensible people inside and asleep by now?

That brought up quite the interesting question. What kind of person was Sydney, anyways? Perhaps she was the sort to be out late. She certainly wouldn't know it if she were. Or had she gone out at a reasonable time, and been unconscious in that unfinished building for a while?

Sydney was torn from her thoughts and from the sidewalk at the same time. She let out a yelp as she was yanked to the side and into a side alley, then immediately pinned to the wall by her throat with her feet dangling below her. Before her stood another woman, her face pulled into an angry snarl. Her long, dark, slender fingers wrapped around Sydney's throat in a death grip while Sydney tried to struggle away.

"What the fuck are you doing in my territory?" The words were practically growled rather than spoken, the woman's eyes glinting dangerously. Sydney's struggling paused for a moment as she looked at the woman in confusion. "What, do you not speak English?"

"Territory?" Sydney questioned back, voice shaking. The other woman's glare shifted slowly to confusion, then slammed itself into concern and worry. She muttered a curse under her breath and let go of Sydney, who dropped to the ground and stumbled a bit before righting herself.

"You're new, aren't you?" The woman seemed to be halfway talking to herself. Nonetheless, Sydney responded.

"New?" Sydney asked, rubbing at her neck where the woman had been holding her up.