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.