“Move the prisoner.”
You wake up in a hospital bed. It’s daylight but there’s nobody around.
Not taking that left turn at Albuquerque.
You wake up and see that creepy doll that you threw in the trash yesterday, sitting in a chair next to your bed.
The crucifix keeps falling off the wall.
After walking through the woods for hours, you arrive back at that old abandoned cottage you left from.
Small pale girls who stare at you without saying anything.
I think you meant 2008…LOL
Your parents utter your full given name, with a pause.
You’re down to your last match.
You can’t find the map your friend gave you, and there are no bars on your cell/pad
The logs in the fireplace suddenly fall and blaze up, distracting your attention. When you turn around . . .
"We’ve traced the call. It’s coming from . . . . . . "
You see a shadow on the wall that’s about 500x the size of a common, household pet.
The very first thing an alien says is “We come in peace.”
That #4 engine is running a little hot.
You don’t need a mechanic/roofer/plumber/electrician for a simple repair like that.
Damn, all three of those happen each and every time I go to the cottage. 
You’re in the middle of a lull in combat and you decide to take your helmet off.
Suddenly, the meanest girl in the mean girl’s clique at school likes you and wants to be friends with you!
(This may apply in real life, too)
Making sure it’s dead.
“I never mentioned his name before.”
“I love you so much. I hope we can be together just like this forever.”
A) one of you is about to die tragically leaving the other in the depths of misery (probably on your knees screaming, “NOOOOOOOO!” into the rainy night sky).
B) The speaker is planning to kill/cripple/maim you so you can never leave them. Run, and whatever you do, do not look back to see if he or she is catching up.
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