Any last words?

As the day drew to a close, James peeled the last row of peas from their pod and slung them into his mouth, the sweet taste was enough to make him consider returning to the garden and retrieve more, but as the white light came back into focus it was apparent that James would not be eating any peas tonight. And as his teeth clinched down on the bite plate, he wished that he had removed himself from this scary place to somewhere electricity didn’t exist. I mean vegetables? C’mon.