Question is down below:

Frenchie begins thinking about their current situation and how they arrived to this place. He says, “From where we were now, running, looking at reality from this one point in time, it seemed as though the world had suddenly gone mad. Poisoning your own drinking water, changing the air so much the earth shook and melted and crumbled, harvesting a race for medicine. How? How could this happen? Were they that much different from us? Would we be like them if we’d had a choice? Were they like us enough to let us live? I thought about the sickness and the insanity that crept like bedbugs through families while they slept. What would I have done to save my parents or Mitch, given the chance? Would I have been able to trap a child, to do what, cut them into pieces? To boil them alive? I shuddered. I didn’t want to know what they did. And I didn’t want to know if I’d be capable of doing it” (47-48). What do you think causes people to do terrible things to their fellow humans? What would you be capable of doing to save someone you loved? Would you be able to take someone else’s life to save yours or someone you love? And, why doesn’t Frenchie want to think about or know what he would be capable of doing? Do you understand this refusal to acknowledge the terrible-ness in human nature?