About an hour of gorging himself of food later, Duncan finally came to the conclusion that the police weren't coming to arrest him... which meant it was time him to leave.
"Well... thanks for the food." He began, rising. "But I have to be going now." Duncan finished and made a move towards the doorway. Determined this time that he would leave no matter what teenage girl blocked his path.
"As you wish. Just remember, if you are ever hungry and in the neighborhood... stop in and I'll feed you. Alright?" The girl said, already starting to clean up the mess that Duncan was leaving for her.
Duncan stared at the girl in shock before quickly darting out of the kitchen.
"Oh, and Duncan," Courtney called after him. "From now on use the front door." She finished, as Duncan began to retrace his step to the window he'd broken.
Duncan spun on his heel and again came face to face with Courtney. It was actually more like face to chest since she was considerably shorter than him.
Courtney smiled. "This way, Duncan." She said and turned her back to him, knowing he would follow her.
Duncan did follow her, but he was very wary about doing so.
Courtney led Duncan to the front of the house where she motioned to a large wooden door. "Go ahead, it is never locked." She said and disappeared.
Duncan, who hadn't been looking at her during her vanishing act, was thinking about why any teenage girl in her right mind would leave her front door unlocked and then tell him about it.
Duncan ran home to his filthy apartment, a huge change from Courtney's spotless kitchen and he immediately locked the door behind him. From there he plopped down upon his bed and instantly fell asleep.
...
At about six thirty the next morning he rose to the sound of his alarm clock beeping. He climbed out of bed and tore off his clothes before heading to the showers.
He came back cleaner than he'd left and began rummaging around for reasonably clean clothes to wear. That was when he found the medallion he stuffed inside his shirt. Duncan pulled the object out and began studying it closely.
The medallion was the most intricate piece of jewelry Duncan had ever seen, not that he'd encountered all that much jewelry in his life. The chain of the medallion was made of what appeared to tiny silver flowers.
Duncan reached out to touch one of the tiny buds. He was greeted by a small tinkling sound. Duncan ran his finger over the length of the chain. The whole thing tinkled. "Bells, they're dozens of minuscule bells." Duncan muttered to himself as he moved on to the pendant of the medallion. The pendant itself was a large, flat, gold circle inlaid with deep purple amethysts and shining, light green jade.
Duncan ran his thumb over the surface of the medallion that if sold properly could feed him for months…no…years! Duncan shook his head then hung the medallion around his neck and pulled on a polo shirt on over his blue jeans and headed off to work for the day.
...
When Duncan got home he was so exhausted that he planned to stay in for the night. He fell face first onto his bed and would have laid there comfortably if not for the flat disk pressing into his skin.
Duncan rolled over and sat up, reaching inside his shirt and pulling the medallion out. He stared at the medallion for a moment before deciding what he knew he had to do for the rest of tonight.
Courtney had risen as soon as the sun had left the sky, and had been in her room getting dressed when she sensed something was wrong. She looked around, her eyes focusing upon her ornate jewelry box.
She crossed the room and flung open the lide... Courtney hissed and bared her fangs when she discovered her medallion of passage was missing.