I had a dream that I fully believe could be adapted to Creepypasta.
I don't remember much, so I'll just piece together what I think to be the "story" of it.
The story centered around an odd pair of sunglasses that were found in what I believe to be a large hotel many pairs being handed out by a strange man. When worn, those glasses would allow you to access an odd program on any computer you could find. This program was a game, that, when opened up, had well over a hundred minigames in it. None of this was very special, and I can't remember any of the games having an effect on the main plot of the story.
The sunglasses were what the dream was really about, due to how they affected those who wore them. They were plain, aviator glasses, with multicolored frames of red, pink, and white. And as you wore them long enough, you began seeing things that weren't really there.
It eventually culminated into a battle between me and The Joker (Batman: The Animated Series version of him) In which, I struggled with him through the hotel, until, at the climax of the battle, some things get knocked over, and the sunglasses fall off my head (Yeah, I was still wearing them.)
The Joker dissappeared, and I looked over to see that there was only one other person in the room with me, the guy who handed out the sunglasses. I started to apologize about how crazy I must have looked, fighting someone who wasn't even there, only for him to hush me and motion to the sunglasses, which had broken in the fall. Then he said, "That's one less pair of creepy ass sunglasses for me to deal with."
The last thing I can remember from the dream is the man and I, completely contradictory to his apparent reluctance to be around the sunglasses, fixing up a new pair, and getting ready to hand those out.