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.