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.