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.