The Cabin

You decide to try and actually ride the damned creature. “What a story this would be?” You think to yourself, but your thought is cut short and the griffin flares it’s wings and starts bucking and roaring. You are thrown to and fro like a hacky-sack, but you keep a solid grip on the creatures mane. After a few seconds of fighting, you feel a shift in the beasts movements, and it starts running. Your heart sinks to your stomach as you suddenly realizes it’s running to the edge of the cliff. You: