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.