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Geth342: Well, last one - possibly ever (how weird). I hope you enjoyed this fic and thanks to everyone who reviewed it, favourited it, put it on alert or read along. It was a nice way to end my fanfic writing, at least for six months if not ever. Hope you enjoy.

This is a letter in a military report. It is the second half of a story.

24) A Story of Forgetting (Prompt 24: Reminder)

75 AR

REPORT

Sir,

As ordered, we have searched the ruins of District 12 for survivors. Many citizens have escaped and we have not found any survivors. The ruins are littered with the bodies of the dead. So many children...

My designated area was the graveyard. Only one person, killed in the blast, was there – a charred man with a crumbling hand touching a gravestone. We were unable to identify him or the gravestone he was visiting. It is doubtful that we ever will.

This exercise was meant to remind the districts of our power. Seeing that man makes me think that this is no reminder at all. We do not know any of these people's names. That man will simply be forgotten, as will the children and men and women who perished. A reminder makes us remember. So many people will be forgotten that this cannot be the same thing.

This was a waste of ti-

[The reporting soldier, Private Johnson, has been shot for treason. A proper report, written by myself, will follow now – Captain Byzan]

Sir,

No survivors left in District 12. Operation has been a success.

FIN