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.