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.