The Eye was standing in the dimly lit alley, its piercing gaze scanning the shadows for any sign of movement. It wore a long, black coat that billowed around it like a cloak, and a wide-brimmed hat that cast its face in darkness. Its eye, however, shone with an otherworldly light that seemed to pierce through the gloom. The air around it crackled with energy, as if it were a living force of nature. Suddenly, it spots a person sprint past, as fast as they could run, into the alley. As the person catches their breath, the eye examines them, gently pulling down their hood and checking for any injuries.