Extended Beginning by Daniel Robb

Demarco's face suddenly fills the frame. Heavily breathing, his sweat drips from his forehead and slides down his pale face like a raindrop. The street meets a two way divide and Demarco looks both right and left. Towards the right is a long and winding path leading into the horizon however towards the left is a shorter route containing an alley. Demarco sprints towards the shorter route, whilst looking behind himself to ensure the chaser is not in view. The ground is sucked in as his pace increases. Suddenly, Demarcos sprint stops and in plain sight is the huge alleyway; littered with waste. Quickly scanning the area, Demarco decides to move himself directly behind the nearest waste container- hoping that it will keep him hidden from the chaser- Mr Viceroy. 
Mr Viceroy, a sharply dressed man in a business suit, arrives at the crossroads where Demarco had arrived at the start, panting for breath. Looking, both right and left, he takes no time in deciding that the path left is the one to take. As he dashes down the street and comes across the alley, Mr Viceroy reaches into his blazer and pulls out a 9mm pistol. The pistol is a deep black seemingly blending into the night yet contrasting with the bright white of the moon. Mr Viceroy slowly creeps around the alley checking for any signs of Demarco, the luminescent bulb of a streetlight spills onto the ground dispersing against the concrete. As his eyes scan the area, a glimpse of a silhouette appears.

Could this be Demarco? 

Mr Viceroy edges closer to the silhouette whilst silently cocking the gun. In a sudden jolt, the local chef drops his cigarette in fear and begins to tremble violently. Realising that it was not Demarco, Mr Viceroy decides to use the gun as a method of robbery to cover his tracks- he demands for the chefs wallet. The chef instantly throws the wallet at him and Mr Viceroy sprints away into the horizon. Only the slow burn of the cigarette is left behind, dwindling away as an ember.