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.