A 19th century building, marked for renovation, is temporarily supervised by an anti-squatting organization. It's awaiting its urban destination and therefor temporarily assigned to artists. As we jump from 2:00 to 3:00 when daylight saving time evaporates the hour between 2:01 and 2:59, a moment that doesn't exist is described. One room is opened to the public, with visiting hours stretching way beyond the reasonable. A blue glow-in-the-dark pigment is poured onto the ground. It will disperse and become a permanent part of the building, long after art was allowed to occupy it. A foreign agent, a poltergeist, a remnant that will become visible every time the lights goes off suddenly. An ectoplasm emerging into the future of a building of yet another city upscaling project.