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.