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.