the skyscraper that moves        
                                          
 tainaron  is   a   building  owned   and 
  operated by amata texnologiyasi placed  
 closed  to  the  harbor  in  malmÖ. it's 
 roughly  sixty floors high  (real number 
    unknown), dark blue and completely    
    rectangular. it features no signs,    
 lights,   or  ornaments,  apart  from  a 
 helipad  on  top.   most   floors   have 
 exterior walls completely made of glass. 
                                          
 in late evenings,  shrouded  by  malmö's 
 signature fog rolling  in from  the sea, 
 the building comes to life: it moves  on 
 a  thousand   robotic  legs  to  another 
 (secret)  part of town, or  perhaps  out 
 to sea.  this  signals  a new  and  more 
      viscious phase of the tainaron      
                ecosystem.                
                                          
 the  guests  arriving  during  the early 
 evening  are treated to food and  drink, 
 live  music,  beatutiful  views,  and  a 
    comfortable but maze-like interior    
    structure (the building features a    
  multitude of stairwells and elevators,  
 placed  seemingly  at random, none going 
        further than a few floors).       
                                          
 as time goes on,  the lights slowly dim, 
 until the air  inside has  taken on  the 
 same quality  as the  surrounding  mist: 
 blue-gray,  sprinkled with the small red 
 dot's by  door locks and control panels. 
 if you  would  look  through the windows 
 you would see the mist  rolling  by, and 
 perhaps   the  outline  of   some  other 
           building, far below.           
                                          
 during  the  night, after  tainaron  has 
 started moving,  the  lower  floors  are 
 shut off, preventing entry or  exit  for 
 the  guests.  food is no  longer served, 
 but the drinks become  more extravagant. 
 it's at  this  point that the second set 
 of   guest  arrives,  via  helicopter  - 
  amata texnologiyasi and their friends.  
                                          
                                     
                                          
 in my dream i am invited as a friend  of 
 one  of the  servers, and thus safe.  we 
 sit  in  one  of   the   large  windows, 
 looking  through   the  mist   for   any 
 landmarks to  pierce  through  the mist. 
 she tells me that apart  from coming and 
 going from  work, she's  never  seen the 
 building from the outside. we both sigh. 
                                          
 the next day i  am invited to the public 
      demonstration of the exobubble.