It was five o’clock in the morning, and an intruder was in my home. His vile gurgling sounds had crawled into my room and slinked under my covers, and his deafening beeps had yanked me from sleep. I now lay frozen, listening intently for any other noises -- footsteps, perhaps? The screams of my family members? -- but the house fell silent. Slowly, I slid out of bed and tiptoed into the dark hallway. The intruder was definitely near...