I am going to first come out and say that I love Silent Hill 4: The Room. It was actually this game that got me into the Silent Hill games! Plus I liked this game, and just found the concept of being trapped in your own apartment, with the door chained and locked from the inside. How screwed up is that? It's just amazing, quite a mind blow!

So, I really wanted to crossover these two somehow. ;) Halloween Town is still the same from the movie, but this whole thing is obviously AU.

Later on, I will move this over to the crossover section. :)

One last note. The message on her door is a warning about Walter. In the game, I know it said "Don't go out!" and it was signed Walter. But honestly? I find it scarier if it was a WARNING that Walter was out there. That's just how I like to see it.

TNBC belongs to Tim Burton
Silent Hill belongs to Konami

I run, I fall,
What ripped away?
Check my body now
Was it body or soul?
The darkness fades
Fades to the light
Disappearing now
Disappears from the night

And all these nightmares I once had as a child
The morning always came... it came too late
What did my mind forget? Forget to hide?
Could the nightmare be awake, I don't know

In or out, up or down, never know it's an illusion
Round and round, on and on, every day spins my confusion

Not again, not again, not again
This dream I can't awake
What is real? What is real? what is real?
It's getting hard for me to take
What I need, what I need, what I need
A little something I rely
And the white sugar gently hides me

Oh, the sweet sugar saves me
It's the room that confines me...

Confines me...
Sweet sugar

Yesterday, back and forth, broken door no longer opens
Breaking down, need it now, mother's sugar always loves me

Not again, not again, not again
This dream I can't awake
What is real? What is real? What is real?
It's getting hard for me to take
What I need, what I need, what I need
A little something I rely
And the white sugar gently hides me

Oh, the sweet sugar saves me...
It's the room that confines me...
~Tender Sugarfrom Silent Hill 4: The Room
Performed by Mary Elizabeth McGlynn~

Another nightmare.

And not the good kind, either.

These nightmares, despite how some may have been different, were all something of the same vein. Ever since she had started having these nightmares, things had gotten far beyond any "normal" level of strange. A least, what was considered a normal level of strange in this town. But it wasn't just the nightmares that were bothering her at all. There was more to it in than that, a lot more.

It was driving her crazy. She tried all she could to stay calm, to rationalize, but nothing was making sense to her. Being someone who had always been grounded in reality, it was a lot for her to take in. And besides, since she was a prisoner in her own home before...this only made it feel even worse. Sometimes she just wanted to cry.

Isolation. She had been isolated, sheltered ever since her awakening as a creation. But back then, before she developed the personality, identity she had today, she didn't even realize it. But upon becoming aware of her surroundings, and that the doctor kept her under lock and key, never allowing her to venture outside, was not kind on her adventurous and restless free spirit.

Only now, this was complete isolation. It was one thing never being able to leave the entire vicinity. Now she could not even leave her own room. Starving to death or dehydration were not an issue, considering neither of those things would kill her. She was an undead rag doll. Unless she was set on fire and burned completely to ashes, or any kind of acidic material that could melt or destroy her doll body and stuffing.

Even with how restless and bored she could get, at least sometimes, Sally had ways to entertain herself, even if not for long. She was able to keep busy doing chores, cleaning, cooking, and the like. At least with all of that, it was something to do and keep her mind off the restless sheltering of her life.

Only now, all she had were some objects she kept hidden in the floorboard, her sewing machine, some fabrics, and a few books she kept in her room. She couldn't even go to the library room and find another to read.

Sally sat on her bed, the tips of her shoes barely touching the floor, as she sat hunched over a little. She had awoken up from another nightmare. Despite that it only had been a nightmare, she could practically feel it all, and smell it. The dark, heavy, oppressive feeling within her room, and the sight of it. Dried, rusted, and even bloody. While Sally couldn't feel pain, it did make her head hurt, though she didn't know why that was. Either way, the nightmares affected her physically as well as emotionally.

"What a dream..." Sally murmured to herself, holding her head as she looked up a bit. She then stood up, finding her balance in doing so, and went to stand a few feet away from her bedroom door, staring at it.

For the past five days, ever since Sally had started having those nightmares, she hadn't been able to get out of her room since then.

Not because the doctor locked her in her room, either. That was far from the case.

The door was locked, though. But it wasn't just locked. It was barricaded. Not only that, either.

The door was locked, no, barricaded, from the inside. Thick, heavy chains, an obscene number of them, were threaded through anchors with eyelets, locked with heavy padlocks, zig-zagging the entire height and width of the door. Despite how heavily barricaded it was, it looked as if it were done sloppily and in a hurry. But even with that, the chains were completely taut, no signs of loosening. It was solid enough.

It didn't make sense, though. How did this happen? Even Dr. Finkelstein wouldn't lock her in her room THIS heavily. And especially not from the inside! He would let her out if she behaved, and he did still need her to do the chores. So why would he do this? And even so, how did anyone do this without her noticing? There was nowhere to hide in the entire room. If someone were constructing this, it would have woken her up, or if not, she would have easily seen them. So how was someone able to get in, barricade her door from the inside, and then get back out? It didn't make sense. The window was locked and had thick bars that were impossible to slip all the way through. And unless they could fly, it was also a high drop, no one would be able to make the climb or descent.

It also could not have been Oogie Boogie or his henchmen, Lock, Shock and Barrel. Neither of them could have pulled THIS off at all. And she was pretty certain there were no trapdoors in her room (she had looked). There was only that loose floorboard but even that just led to a little compartment a few inches deep into the floor. There was no way in, or out.

Especially since she'd been having those nightmares.

What is going on...? Ever since I started having those nightmares... Sally thought, staring at the door, feeling the same sense of dread within the pit of her stomach. I haven't been able to get out of my room since then... The window is completely locked and I can't even poke my body through...it's like a barrier... The door is chained and barricaded from the inside... No one can hear me when I scream for help... My entire world has gone completely insane...

As she approached the door, Sally saw a sight that would make her blood run cold if she had any at all. Right on the door, below a little peephole she had recently drilled into it, before this madness began, were...words. Words, written in blood, that just appeared on the door.

Sally didn't even know what to think. The words just appeared. No, it wasn't as if she had missed it before and only just now noticed it. No. The words literally appeared right before her eyes.

Don't go out! Walter!

"...What...? What is this...?" Sally stepped closer to the door, slowly, as if afraid to.

Then she heard the doorbell, which made her jump a bit. Moments later, she heard Dr. Finkelstein shout out that the door was open. Her heart crumbled. The world beyond her door was so close...and yet so far. Now she could hear the faint sound of the door downstairs opening.

"Helloooo!" Came the voice of none other than Jack Skellington.

Sally gasped, and felt as if she might cry. Jack. Her secret beloved...her dearest friend... He was here, right within her grasp, but so far away! This was torture.

Especially since, just a couple of days ago, he was here too. Having been concerned that she wasn't around. He was actually the only person who noticed she had not been around at all, not to mention genuinely concerned.

"Jack Skellington! Up here, my boy!" Dr. Finkelstein was saying on the other side of the door. She could hear him wheeling by it as he headed to the ramp.

Sally immediately flounced to the door, peering through the little peephole.

"Doctor, I'm glad you're home! I wanted to ask if you had those plans you wanted the Mayor to have, I said I'd pick them up from you!"

"Oh, how marvelous! Yes, I have the finished plans for you! Come on into the lab and I'll bring them out."

A few moments later, Jack passed the door, and then turned his head to look at the door, and then, right at her, though he was unaware.

"Doctor...I know this is off subject, but...is Sally all right?"

Unable to help herself, Sally pounded her fists onto the door. "Help! Help! Get me out of here! Help!"

"Sally?" Dr. Finkelstein wheeled into view, though she could only see the top of his head from this angle. "Why she locked herself into her room five days ago...haven't heard a sound or anything from her since. You were here three days ago, remember?"

"Help! Help! Something is wrong with this room! Help!" Sally screamed desperately. "Jack! Jack! Please!"

"I do remember..." Jack looked and actually sounded disappointed as he looked at the door again. "I haven't seen nor heard from her. I was worried, that's all."

"Help! Help! Please, help me!"

"Well don't worry yourself any longer, my boy...I'm sure Sally is just going through a phase." Dr. Finkelstein said nonchalantly as he wheeled away then.

Sally moaned sadly and gave up, though still peering through the peephole at her beloved.

Jack sighed, and looked at the door again. "I hope you're all right in there, Sally. ...I miss you." He said softly.

"Jack..." Sally felt tears in her eyes. "I miss you, too... Please...help..."

Then Jack walked away, leaving Sally in complete and utter dismay as she realized that her efforts to be heard failed. For whatever reason, no one could hear her when she called. Not even yelling outside through the window helped. Even if someone was right down below, they wouldn't hear her. Sally didn't have a loud voice at all, but she still should have been heard, or seen. While her door was thick metal, heavy, it was still easy to hear on either side.

It felt hopeless. So hopeless.

As Sally was about to pull away, she spotted something outside the door. On the wall opposite of her door were bloody human handprints. They weren't there before. The Doctor certainly had nothing to do with them, he had no time for silly stuff like that. And on top of that, both Jack and Dr. Finkelstein didn't even seem to notice them at all, even though they were right in front of them earlier. Sally counted nineteen of them. What did they mean? Were they even there? Was it all in her head?

She didn't know what was real anymore.

With a sigh, Sally pulled back from the peephole. But that was when a very loud crash, enough to nearly make her lose her balance, and so close, she could feel it, was heard somewhere behind her. Given the loudness and the force, it happened so close to her. It sounded as if the wall were struck with a wrecking ball.

"What was that?" Sally wondered, blinking.

Turning around, her eyes grew wide before narrowing confusion, and she approached the wall toward her bed, completely appalled. On the wall, just a few inches above her bed, was a hole. A hole, which seemed to lead into endless darkness. This didn't make sense, since the wall was made of metal. It looked more like it was a hole made through stone or concrete.

"What the h-...how did this happen...?" Sally leaned down to try to peer into the hole, swallowing hard as she approached, slowly. She was afraid something was going to pop out and scare her. But there was nothing.

She listened, and heard the distinct, though distant and echoed voices of children talking and mumbling incoherently, as well as water dripping periodically and almost like a smack, as if stepping in a wet puddle with some force. That didn't make sense, If she was right, this hole would lead to another room, or into the doctor's lab, or even right outside, given the scale of the building. So what were those noises? The voices?

The voices of the children continued, incoherent as ever, though audible.

"S-Somebody in there?" Sally uttered in a small voice, terrified at this point. There was no response, and she wondered whether or not that was a good thing.

A thought came to her then. The hole wasn't exactly huge, but it was definitely big enough for her size to crawl through.

"Maybe I can get out this way..." Sally surmised.

There was a broken pipe in the way, which she tried to move. Surprisingly, it came off easily. It was long, thin, made of steel. A steel pipe. Looking at how long and thin it was, she couldn't help but almost feel reminded of Jack's long...reed-thin limbs... She sighed, deciding not to dwell on that now.

Getting onto her knees on her bed, Sally then cautiously and slowly crawled toward the hole, holding the pipe, which she decided to bring with her. After all, she didn't know what she would find on the other side of the hole, and didn't want to come out of it unprepared. Crazy as it might have sounded, she knew it was better to be safe than sorry.

Swallowing hard, Sally then crawled into the hole, making her way inside of it.

It may be a while until I update this, but I just wanted to get the first chapter out to see what you guys think of it. :3