The Book of Dreams | SCP-1230
3/30/202630 min
A lonely professor is pulled into a vivid fantasy world where he becomes a heroic adventurer, only to awaken and realize the life he longed for was never real—and may have cost him everything. This story is derived from The SCP Foundation Database and is released under Creative Commons Sharealike 3.0. https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/
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First 90 secondsSpeaker 00:00
The truth is, no one does it alone. And why would you want to? We all need someone to make us believe. #YouGotThis.
Thorik0:10
I'm sticking with you.
Speaker 00:12
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Dr. NoSleep· Host0:14
Want to hear brand-new horror stories brought to life, live? Join me every Sunday at 7:00 PM Eastern Time on the Dr. No Sleep podcast YouTube channel, where I narrate fresh, never-before-heard stories in real time. Just search Dr. No Sleep Podcast on YouTube and make sure you're subscribed with notifications on so you don't miss it. [instrumental music] It didn't appear to be anything special. It looked like any old hardcover book you'd find in a library or attic. Yet Professor Elijah Bennett held it in his hands like a newborn baby, too precious for this world. His fingers shook as he flipped it open and read the only words it contained. "A hero is born." He didn't have to look through the rest of the book to know the pages were all blank, but it wasn't the story he had come for. Elijah heaved a contented sigh and flopped into the nearest chair, where he promptly fell asleep. He opened his eyes to a stunning blue sky containing fluffy wisps of clouds rolling lazily by. The grass beneath him was plush and greener than anything he'd ever seen. The landscape was dotted with bright red mushrooms, thick, sturdy trees,