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.