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.