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.