I have family that lived 2 streets away from Russell William's first victim. We always went for a walk when I visited my family there and when we went down the victim's street and got close to their house the hairs on my neck stood up. I had no idea where we were passing by or anything, it was a bizarre reaction once I learned where I was standing near. I literally couldn't walk by the house, I had to turn around.
Two summers ago I was moving my daughter in to a townhouse she was sharing with some friends just off campus at York University. I was alone in the garage assembling a new Ikea desk when I suddenly got the chills and my mind went to the story of a young Asian student that had been murdered a year or two before while she was webcaming with her boyfriend in China. It was such a strong feeling of dread that as soon as I returned home that night I grabbed my laptop and started googling the crime. Turns out the girl lived in the unit directly across the street from where I was standing, less than a hundred feet.