[ anonymous: video; ]
[ Crane is sitting in a chair and facing the camera. He's staring. It's creepy. When his lips move, nothing comes out despite the audio absolutely being on. He stops. Stares some more. Cue five minutes of absolute silence before -- ]
I am not the Scarecrow.
[ -- his head snaps back violently, as if he'd been shot near point-blank from off camera. There's blood. Heavier things. The video feed cuts out without another word. ]
[ ooc | file attached . what's going on with his body here; As the post is not through a proxy, it can be traced to Crane's apartment]
