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.