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.