You Can Run, But You Can't Hide [R.I.P]

Prologue

No need for a P.O.V! I'm sure you guys will find out soon enough. Good luck, my little nightmare demons. 

Immediately after I was erased from the known existence, I lost my equilateral form. My powers were drained, and my essence was nearly torn to pieces. But, somehow I had gotten an extra life. Most would find that odd for a wanted being of the multiverse, but I was used to odd. Weirdness was my life - which apparently was infinite! 

I found myself in a pitch black room that was so dark I thought existence was buckling in on itself. But, I also realized that I was on a floor. It felt like glass, but more solid and less fragile. Maybe it was marble? That doesn't matter, I scolded myself, what matters now is how the hell you're going to get out of here! 

I felt strange. Since I couldn't see anything, I felt my hand. Instead of my usual four fingers, I had five. Feeling my face, I found that I had hair too. I guessed it was blonde, since I had some weird attachment to different shades of yellow. Sometimes black, too.

"So, my physical form is a meatsack," I mumbled to myself. Saying it out loud made the truth worse than I thought. I wasn't worried that much about my possible mortality; I was more worried about how long I was going to be stuck here. I might regain my powers, but it's a low percentage chance. 

By the way, my name's Bill.

Bill Cipher.