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.