[In the camp, the ones who are able to maintain the interscope are more likely to survive. They accept the perspective level, including the insane capricious rules, for what they are. Life is reduced to practical considerations: How do I survive?
The ones who process the camp as an intersection do not survive. The ones who do not survive realize that the something that I may choose1V no longer corresponds to the potentials inherent in me1H.
They realize that they have hearts. Broken hearts. Then they die.]