The silent alarm had gone off. Marge and her daughter Margie prepared to lock themselves into the safe room following plans laid out years before. As they closed the door, which could only be opened from inside or by a trusted few, the not so silent alarm went off letting the intruder or intruders know they needed to leave. When the silent alarm was first activated several cameras had started scanning for movement while others remained focused on key value points; the picture covering the wall safe, the new Tesla S in the garage, the gun collection in Steve’s den all had focused cameras with a scanning camera across from them. The thief would be not only recorded but the digital information was already being sent to an off site server just in case something happened to the computers in the house. Marge and Margie settled into soft comfortable chairs and started one of Margie’s favorite DVD’s. They waited for the all clear notice the police or private protection agency would key into the pad on the door of the safe room. Marge retrieved a box of Margie’s preferred cookies from a cabinet and poured a couple glasses of milk. The milk was fresh and cold from a small refrigerator under the cabinet. Fresh cold milk had been available in the small refrigerator for every day of the last three years but this was the first time a glass of the liquid had been poured.