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.