suzanne collins gregor and the curse of the warmbloods

And it would not let them go until the whole terrifying episode had been played out.

'You can run away, but the prophecy will find you somehow,' he heard his grandma saying. Gregor submitted to the inspection without objecting, but he was almost certain he and Boots had not been bitten. Boots, who was exceptionally ticklish, giggled through the whole thing. They were sent to bathe and then had to stand naked while no less than seven teams of doctors inspected their skin for flea bites in bright light. The yellow powder was enough to keep people at bay. They did not go through the city, but took some tunnels that opened out over the white seething river that ran by Regalia. 'We must all be checked for bites immediately,' said Neveeve. But his mom got on Nike's back and disappeared. 'You take your sister home.'ĭid he nod? Gregor wasn't sure. She gently pried his fingers loose and stepped back from him. 'Nike, take her in and report to be inspected for bites.' 'We are so deeply sorry this happened.' She sighed. 'We must place you in quarantine at once,' said Neveeve. 'If the plague were unleashed in the Overland, it could mean the annihilation of the warmbloods there as well,' said Solovet. 'We cannot let you,' said Vikus with a sad shake of his head.

'I need to go home,' his mother whispered. Gregor knew she meant the pink calamine lotion they put on bug bites in the summer. 'You need pink,' she said when she saw the bite. There was not a whisper, not a rustling of a wing or robe.Ĭurious, Boots climbed up on a seat to see what everyone was looking at. As the rest of the group saw the bite, all movement and sound stopped. His mom stared at her hand and became very still.

Suzanne collins gregor and the curse of the warmbloods