"Oh christ" thor dashed out of the room rushing around trying to find the sick and weak god and froze seeing him just collasped by the water well, limp like a dog "LOKI" he dashed over in terror and picking up his brother who made no moves and his tempture was rising, the god groaned "keep moving....Need to keep moving" he rasped weakly. He could littarly be called by human doctors dead right now.