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.