It can be scary to go on. It can be tempting to go limp, side with the Ancient Ones, preserve your life a little longer; why *not* join an enemy faction instead of getting crushed to a paste? And horror says: EVEN IF you have been crushed, or transformed, or even killed, you can still be human.

I’m great at going limp though. Like, entirely floppy and dead weight. Nooooo I am not getting up

Because humanity isn't about what you look like or where you've come from; it's what you do. And that's a goofy, PollyAnna, Disneyish thing to say: but show me a single piece of horror that isn't about that. Horror is about what makes us human, what we declare to be human. What we will defend.