@WiselyWoven mentioned something about the root...
One of the earliest dreams I still recall from childhood was of a Frankenstein monster. It was running up a stairway into the sky and it was following me up it.... and to this day, I have no idea how I might've even been introduced to any sort of Frankenstein monster at that time, place, or age...
Well, anyway, since then, I've become familiar enough to recognize the story and the famous Dr. exclaiming, "I need mo' powah!" and the jolt of electricity that would follow which Igor obediently oblige his master, in order to get and keep the monster "...Alive!"
All these denominations, there are none that I haven't had sufficient interest at least one time or another in enough that I offered a fair look into. And I have come to the conclusion that they, all, really do want to believe, in that 'extra specialness' of whatever thing of it is so that, even while finding no sign of a pulse in the thing, they refuse to give up as long as enough of them want it to 'Live! Dammit, live!!" For whatever reason if not only for the 'fun' of playing God.
Anyway, the townsfolk went after the monster, I mean, they were a bit dull with their pitchforks and such, but wasn't it only the intelligence of the monster that ultimately went after the Dr.?