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.