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.