she knew she should make plans , but a pressure seemed to be pushing down on her chest , a weight of grief , making the ability to make such a huge decision seem like an utter impossibility . it 's a simple black outline of a heart . his alarm waking him the next morning didnt elicit the normal feeling of dread , he actually awoke happy to face the day knowing that at the end of it he had a nice little reward . `` then let us play our game . 