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.