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.