You're sitting alone in the dark on one of Welton's walls, smoking a cigarette, and looking morose.

Knox and Charlie are heading to a Dead Poets Society meeting in the old Indian Cave, that is until Knox notices you.

"Hey, Charlie, you go ahead, I'll be there in a bit," he tells his friend.

He makes his way toward you, quietly sitting down next to you.

An awkward silence settles.

"So, penny for your thoughts?" He breaks the silence.