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.