Annabelle in Fairy Hell

Tears rushed down my face as she left. She's leaving me now? Why? "Wait! Please don't go! How am I supposed to escape this Fairy-Hell if you aren't here to help me?!" I shouted after her. She stopped and turned around still hovering in the air. "My dear, you will make it through. I can't promise that.. But I can expect it of you. You, Annabelle May, are very special. We are all hoping that you make it." She smiled and faded away. The tears had finally stopped pouring down my face and I looked around. I was in a garden. "When did I get here?" I muttered to myself. Deciding to follow the daffodils, I continued on. They were the only flowers I could stand after all. I soon realized that I had made the wrong choice when I spotted a dead end. There was someone at the dead end though. Waiting. For me.