"I didn't hear a thing while I was out. I can only imagine how freaky it was hearing the creaks and squeaks of nature." I broke a small piece of bread from the bun Sam gave me and popped it into my mouth. I could only eat a few pieces before it began to bother me. I was starving, but the more I ate, the worse I felt. 
"I'm sorry, I can't eat anymore." I sat the remainder of the bun down in my lap and took a deep breath. "Makes me feel a bit sick."