The doomed timeline

Chapter 16 (Dave)

(TW Warning this chapter has mentions of suicide please read at your own risk thank you)

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 Dave waited a few minutes, but no one answered. He knocked once again and waited another few minutes. There was still no answer. He considered leaving, but something was still making him feel unsettled. He reached for the door handle and slowly turned it. Surprisingly, the door was unlocked. Dave carefully opened the door, stepping inside.

"Karkat?" He looked around and quietly, shutting the door behind him. Dave looked around the living room. It was empty. He peered into the kitchen as well, but there was no one. Something definitely didn't feel right.

Dave walked over to the stairs and quietly made his way upstairs. The house was unsettlingly quiet. He walked over to the bed room, somewhat hesitantly, and carefully peeked inside. He saw Karkat laying on the bed. From a distance, it looked like he was sleeping. Dave was about to leave when he noticed something. He stepped into the room, getting a better look at Karkat, and then he saw it. Blood, and lots of it. He quickly rushed over to the bed.

"Karkat!?"

There was no response. Dave noticed long cuts down Karkat's arms and slashes across his wrists. Dave's stomach dropped, and he quickly he noticed there was something in Karkat's hand. A bloodstained slip of paper. He grabbed it and quickly read through it. 

It was a note that read; "I'm sorry I wasn't good enough. I'm probably better off gone. -Karkat"

Dave dropped the note. "Oh shit... Shit..." He quickly checked Karkat's neck for a pulse, but there was none. "Karkat... Fuck, no no no!" Dave backed away from the bed, choking up. "No!" Tears started running down his face as he sat on the ground and curled up, trembling slightly. His mind was racing.

He's dead... He's gone... But why do I still have the feeling something isn'tright