The ultimate drug

He was traversing crowded streets of Warsaw passing colorful fronts of the shops in the Vietnamese district which spanned between the old and new airport. 

Finally he got there. By the entry, he said the passphrase and showed the token. 

The clerk was distracted with something else but when he entered she focused immediately and smiled. "What do you need?"

He said what he needed and started glancing over shiny exposition at the eye level. Chrome. Lot of types. 

"Chrome can take you to many places but Kundalini lives here," She passed him a dark gray box styled with a volcanic ash sprinkle, and some glyphs:

निःमत्तता 

They could hear a thunder and a rainfall starting outside.

The storm was coming.