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.