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.