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.