There was nothing in its place but the dark void, and nothing to fill that horrifying space except her own poisonous emotion. She had only anger, that what was hers was gone. Only fear, that she would be empty forever. The emotion swirled and churned and bubbled, but that space could only ever be empty, so not even her growing rage could fill her up. It lost form, grew vaporous, and tried to escape through her veins, poisoning her entire body.
