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.