Under her own malleable Mask, Crane is a Frankenstein monster. She possesses different skin tones and hair colors all stitched, stapled, glued or taped together. She vaguely resembles the Crane others might know, but only in shape and temperament. Her eyes burn with a soft orange glow...the dying embers of a once raging fire. Her presence sometimes conjures the sounds of snapping twigs, shuffling feet or hoarse indrawn breath coming from somewhere behind and to the left of people she faces.