Okay, I've had the SH-DW idea ever since one certain part of it popped into my head whilst playing SH4 next to a door. (Yes, that rhymes but do not dwell on it). So here we go, enjoy the prologue, for enjoyment never lasts...

Presenting…

DOCTOR WHO - SILENT HILL

.:.:.Prologue.:.:.

"Mariiiiiiia,"
"Ssh, Laura. They're coming,"
"Mariiiiiiia," Laura responded in that innocent voice.
"Quiet, Laura. They will come and they will help us,"
"Mariiiiiiia," Laura repeated for a second time. Annoyed, Maria glared at her but grinned as she saw the two monsters in front of her.
"Why hello there boys…"

The pyramid heads did not exchange speech with Maria or Laura, just stood there as the dusty wind blew against their 'heads'.
"We've been waiting," Maria stated, solemnly now. "My daughter and I - I hope it's fine that she is here,"

Still the Pyramid Heads did not respond.

"Mary is dead, yes?" Maria asked, this time receiving a nod from the pyramid head on the left. "Good," She muttered, glancing at her watch and then laughing playfully, tapping her leg. "Forgot - they don't work here do they!"

Maria looked down to her right to smile to Laura but quickly gasped - for Laura was gone! "Laura! Laura!" She screamed, looking behind a nearby deserted car. She looked back up at the Pyramid Heads but saw that they were also nowhere to be seen.

"Laura…" Mary whispered, falling down to a leaning sitting position against the car door. "I've lost you again, Laura… But will I get you back…?"

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Frank leaned against the dirty wall opposite the rotting front door of Room 302. So many people who had lived here had been killed --- murdered. Crazy old Braintree of Room 207. That young girl down at the subway so close by… Kind Eileen… And two of the owners of the room he was sitting right in front of now - Room 302. Joseph Schreiber and the guy who had only been here two years, the Townshend one.

He shouldn't have let Townshend be killed, especially after everything was identical to Joseph's case. He should have tried to help him more… climb out of Eileen's - oh, bless her - window and go over to Townshend's.

Frank abruptly stood up, shaking his head.
"That's it! I'm not allowing any more deaths in this town! My son - after everything he's been through - will help me and, God forgive me, save South Ashfield Heights!"

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The Doctor grinned as he looked at the TARDIS screen. Rose raised her eyebrows, chuckling. "What're you so 'appy about then?" She asked.

"Because, Rose Tyler, we're going to a place I've never been before - and it's always more fun that way!" The Doctor replied happily.

"And what's that then?"

"Some lovely place in 2007 called Silent Hill,"

.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.TO BE CONTINUED.:.:.:.:.:.:.:.

Next time: "Doctor… Look…" Rose hissed, her voice full of fear. The Doctor turned around, following her pointed finger. His eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

A gruesome hand, almost grey was making its way through the small gap under the locked door. The fingers, etched with ancient scabs and scars, and cuts that were forever bleeding, were slowly moving, reaching out for something…

What was on the other side of the door?