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.