I lay here while some strange liquid wets my clothes but I can't help but wonder how I got here. No cars, no people, nothing. I can't hear anyone or see anything. I'm alone, last thing I remember is drinking away my problems. I couldn't take it anymore so I got drunk out of my mind. My name is Jake Salm, I'm 24 years old and my life took a major shift in the wrong direction. Language Warning! If you can't handle talk of depression, talks of self harm, and other things please do not continue on! This is a fictional story, nothing is real here, depression is not a joke nor a thing to take lightly. Complete