In Disco Elysium, ‘The Pale.’ In The Gone World, ‘The Shimmer.’ In one, it’s “a nervous shadow cast into the world … eating away at reality”; in the other, it’s where “millions run[…] in great packs until their bodies disintegrate … Some people stand with their faces toward the sky, their mouths filled with silver liquid.” Looking at the two leaves you feeling like you’re trying to track a tennis ball flying from one side of the net to the other, but the ball keeps deteriorating well before it ever reaches the other side.