327 - I am Mahid. I Think.

I... am...Mahid... That was the first thought.  The second was What is Mahid, now?  He was restrained.  There was an ache in his jaw where his poison filled tooth had sat but he was effectively gagged.  A Mahid gag, too that filled the mouth with rubber that one could chew upon and never bite a piece loose to choke with.  If he opened his eyes he would see the handle of it sticking out from