What’s the most terrifying 'We need to leave... now' gut feeling you’ve ever had?

After i came too, i remember just thinking "Go! You gotta get out of here before they come back"
I felt desperate.
Scared.

I consider it was a gut reaction as i wasnt even totally coherent enough to stand up. I remember crawling/dragging myself across the floor to my bag and feeling frantic. Blindly frantic. But focused ....if that makes sense?

My mind was only on finding my car keys in my bag.

Which in hindsight was prolly super dangerous - as i dont remember the drive, or the road or even getting in my car.

Looking back it was like being blurrily focused. Manic but clear.
Details were heightened.

I still remember the smell of the floor and how dusty it was 😏🤷‍♀🙄

Edit:
Sorry - i wrote about the feeling,.... not so much "what happened", as others have done.
I misunderstood the question.

My sister an I at age 13 were tall...developed. Shopped in a Wet Seal atta mall. Dude standing in an emergency exit door, next to it ventured us over....had some "surplus inventory" we could have free.

Nothing seen from the door way...wanted us to follow him.

My father, sitting on a bench ( not a fan of shopping) walks up and the dude ran away.

Was detained by mall cops....real cops.

Unregistered sex offender.

Like...18 months later he was given 10 years for aggravated stalking and Vop.


🤷🏻‍♀

Bit of a convoluted story, but my wife (I am a lesbian) is a prostitute and, as a solo worker, she'd made friends and had clients from all over. She is also involved in drug and alcohol counselling, as a counsellor.

One of the girls that she helped get off drugs was the sister of someone very high up in the crime organisations in our area.

She had always said that they'd do anything for her...like a life debt type of thing is what it's been described as.

Ok?

So, we got married and moved areas. Had a lovely house and she - obviously - went back to her career.

New area, new set of problems.

In the area were some Bosnian pimps, trying to get her to work for them. Intimidating and all manner of horrible things.

I didn't find out the extent of this until much later.

Anyways, she called a favour and 3 'gentlemen' came and knocked on my door, asking for my wife.

They were extremely intimidating. Wouldn't leave until she got back home. I was pretty much shit scared.

So, yes, I made overtures, once she was back that I needed to get the heck out of my house 'cos they scared me. And I feared for her too.

She told me not to worry, that she'd get things sorted, and off all of them went with her. Hours later, they came back.

Problem sorted!

They keep in contact - they came down last year, the same gentlemen and were very polite - and we've become friendly...

But, bloody heck, first time I met them? The looked no nonsense.

Crazy story. Crazy people that she knows.

As a teenager in England, I had to deliver mail from the city council to various locations around the city. I had a delivery to make to an office block. I arrived at what I thought was the correct office block, but it looked deserted. I headed up the stairs to the second floor and found the office I thought I needed to make a delivery to. I opened a door to see the entire floor was empty, no desks, no chairs, just a huge entire floor of carpeted office space. In the middle of the floor, about fifty feet away, sat a guy tied to a single chair. Two men stood on either side of him. For about five seconds we all looked at one another, then I turned and bolted out of that building and didn't stop running until I got back to my workplace.

Once I was with my husband visiting a historic house, a national trust property, something we had done many times previously. I walked into one particular room and I felt a very heavy negative presence. Something evil. I said to my husband that I needed to leave so we got out and then my husband said did you feel that too?

There was no time for that. I went straight into panic when the current started pulling me down to the bottom of the sea and I started grabbing pebbles trying to crawl back to the beach. Luckily successfully. It was on a cape of an island and the profile was very steep. Two wave systems were meeting there.

Got to the corner of our road, guy on his bike was getting robber at knife point. Reversed all the way back up and went to the long way round.

Hubs called he po-po and they sent the helicopter out for most the night. Apparently they were hitting the area for delivery drivers all night.

The guy got away fine, a few bruises, but we'd scared them off.

@Lilymoon Good one! It must have really scared you to remember the experience (I'm assuming) years later. What were the circumstances if you don't mind sharing. If not, I completely understand!

when I was really young, a feeling of being watched. then when I told myself I needed to go. could feel I was being followed.

There was a cheap semi-rundown hotel in a not-great neighborhood that I had stayed at during one of my trips early this year (a learning experience). It had been late when I arrived and there was no late-night staff apparently, so I did not see a single person before getting to my room where I punched in a keycode to open and lock the door. I thought I had heard at one point someone turning the door handle trying to get into the room, which freaked me out. Seriously considered changing hotels in the middle of the night, but I stuck it out.

first time tripping on lsd at my friend's place...kept thinking the plastic plant in the foyer was a giant pot plant. so then we left and then i kept seeing buckwheat in the asphalt as we went to see police academy in the theatre....fun times

The time a few buddies and I accidentally drove into a secret Ku Klux Klan gathering on a deserted (we thought) rural road. A quick 180 and we were outta there!

Playing with a Ouija board at 16.

1. Guard dog - Doberman

2. Impending tornado.

The imperative for action was marked by a complete absence of fear; replaced by a steady calm, and decisiveness.

We were doing a gig at a bachelor party, the mood changed….
. We had someone outside waiting though

One time I woke up in the middle of the night in a tent with the impression I was being hunted by killers.