Flash Fiction - Fossil Fuels

It's the end of the oil as we know it

Gun in hand, he sat with his back to the wall and stared at the door to his house, trying to ignore the noises coming from outside. It became increasingly more impossible as they grew louder and nearer.

The inevitable end was coming, but rather than focusing on that, he chose to think about how it all began, how it had been sold as the future of humanity…