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.