Run: 2026-02-17-01KHMPBDA0G0E11M71Y1PXSAKK

Run Details

Duration:
23.6s
Cost:
$0.000668
Provider:
DeepInfra

Model input

System
You are an expert novelist with a gift for vivid, immersive prose. You write in tight third-person limited point of view with a strong narrative voice. Your prose is clean, precise, and engaging — you favor strong verbs, concrete details, and natural-sounding dialogue. You will be given a story bible (codex) containing canonical details about characters, locations, items, and lore. Use these details to ground your writing in the established world. Stay consistent with the codex. Write only the prose of the scene. Do not include titles, chapter headings, markdown formatting, or any commentary before or after the scene.
User/Human
<codex> <character id="4416" name="Detective Harlow Quinn" aliases="Quinn, Detective Quinn, Harlow" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Antagonist"> <eyeColor>brown</eyeColor> <hair>closely cropped salt-and-pepper</hair> <height>5'9"</height> <age>41</age> <jawline>sharp jaw</jawline> <watch>worn leather watch on her left wrist</watch> <bearing>military precision</bearing> <description>A Metropolitan Police detective with 18 years of decorated service who suspects the clique is involved in criminal activity.</description> <backstory>She lost her partner, DS Morris, during a case three years ago under unexplained circumstances that had supernatural origins she doesn't yet understand.</backstory> </character> <character id="4417" name="Tomás Herrera" aliases="Tommy, Tomás, Herrera" pronouns="he/him" species="Human" storyRole="Support"> <eyeColor>warm brown</eyeColor> <hair>short curly dark brown</hair> <height>5'10"</height> <age>29</age> <skinTone>olive skin</skinTone> <scar>scar running along his left forearm from a knife attack</scar> <medallion>Saint Christopher medallion around his neck</medallion> <birthplace>Seville, Spain</birthplace> <description>A former paramedic who provides off-the-books medical care for the clique.</description> <backstory>Born in Seville, Spain. He moved to London to work for the NHS but lost his license after administering unauthorized treatments to supernatural patients.</backstory> </character> <location id="854" name="The Raven's Nest" aliases="the Nest, Raven, Silas' bar" realm="Earth"> <signColor>distinctive green neon sign above the entrance</signColor> <secretRoom>hidden back room accessible through a bookshelf, used for clandestine meetings</secretRoom> <description>A dimly lit bar in Soho, London. The walls are covered with old maps and black-and-white photographs.</description> </location> <location id="856" name="The Veil Market" aliases="Veil Market, the Market, underground market" realm="Earth"> <currentLocation>abandoned Tube station beneath Camden</currentLocation> <entryRequirement>bone token</entryRequirement> <schedule>moves locations every full moon</schedule> <description>A hidden supernatural black market that sells enchanted goods, banned alchemical substances, and information.</description> </location> </codex> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the thriller genre. A detective is pursuing a suspect through rain-soaked city streets at night. The chase takes them from the street level down into an underground market. The detective must decide whether to follow the suspect into unfamiliar and potentially dangerous territory. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary.

Model response

AI
Rain lashed down on the city streets, casting a misty veil over the deserted sidewalks. Detective Harlow Quinn sprinted through the downpour, her eyes fixed on the figure darting ahead. Tomás Herrera, the paramedic-turned-clandestine-medic, had been her lead for weeks, and she was determined to bring him in. Quinn's sharp jaw was set, her mind focused on the chase. Her worn leather watch dug into her wrist as she pumped her arms, her military precision-trained legs eating up the distance. She was gaining on Herrera, but he seemed to know the streets intimately, weaving through alleys and side streets with ease. As they turned onto a narrow street in Camden, Quinn spotted the entrance to the abandoned Tube station. The sign creaked in the wind, reading "Camden Road" in faded letters. Herrera hesitated for a moment, then plunged down the stairs, disappearing into the darkness. Quinn skidded to a stop, her eyes adjusting to the dim light. She hesitated, her hand on the butt of her gun. The abandoned Tube station was rumored to be a hotbed of supernatural activity, and she had no idea what lay ahead. But she couldn't let Herrera get away. Not now, not when she was so close. Taking a deep breath, Quinn followed him down into the depths of the station. The air was thick with the smell of damp earth and decay. She fumbled in her pocket for her flashlight and clicked it on, casting a weak beam of light down the tunnel. As she descended, the sound of whispers grew louder, echoing off the walls. Quinn's skin prickled with unease. She had heard rumors of the Veil Market, a hidden supernatural black market that operated beneath the city. Could this be the entrance? The tunnel opened up into a vast underground chamber, the ceiling lost in darkness. The room was crowded with stalls and vendors, all hawking their wares in hushed tones. Quinn's eyes scanned the room, taking in the assortment of enchanted goods and banned alchemical substances on display. She spotted Herrera weaving through the crowd, his Saint Christopher medallion glinting in the dim light. Quinn's hand tightened around her flashlight as she pushed into the crowd. The air was thick with the smell of incense and something else, something acrid and burning. She navigated through the stalls, her eyes locked on Herrera's retreating back. As she moved deeper into the market, the vendors grew more sinister, their wares more disturbing. Quinn saw jars of glowing potions, strange artifacts that seemed to shift and writhe in the light, and even what appeared to be a taxidermied creature with eyes that glowed like embers. Herrera led her on a merry chase, dodging and weaving through the stalls. Quinn's heart pounded in her chest, her senses on high alert. She was getting close, but she knew she had to be careful. The Veil Market was notorious for its ruthless vendors and treacherous clientele. Suddenly, Herrera ducked behind a stall, and Quinn lost sight of him. She pushed through the crowd, her eyes scanning the area. That was when she saw it: a small, unassuming stall tucked away in a corner. The sign above the stall read "Raven's Curios," and the vendor, an old woman with eyes that seemed to see right through Quinn, beckoned her closer. Quinn hesitated, her instincts screaming at her to turn back. But she had to know what Herrera was involved in. Taking a deep breath, she stepped forward, into the unknown. As she approached the stall, the old woman smiled, revealing crooked teeth. "Welcome, Detective," she said, her voice dripping with malice. "I've been expecting you." Quinn's eyes locked on the vendor, her hand resting on the butt of her gun. She knew she was in over her head, but she was determined to see this through. Little did she know, the Veil Market was just the beginning of a journey that would take her down a rabbit hole of supernatural secrets and ancient conspiracies.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.0000% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags2
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
85.0969% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <1% AI-ism adverbs (57 tracked)
wordCount671
totalAiIsmAdverbs1
found
0
adverb"suddenly"
count1
highlights
0"suddenly"
100.0000% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (17 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
100.0000% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
25.4844% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <1% AI-ism words (140 tracked)
wordCount671
totalAiIsms5
found
0
word"glinting"
count1
1
word"clandestine"
count1
2
word"sinister"
count1
3
word"echoing"
count1
4
word"navigated"
count1
highlights
0"glinting"
1"clandestine"
2"sinister"
3"echoing"
4"navigated"
33.3333% Cliche density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches3
maxInWindow3
found
0
label"heart pounded in chest"
count1
1
label"air was thick with"
count2
highlights
0"heart pounded in her chest"
1"The air was thick with"
100.0000% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences46
matches(empty)
95.4631% Filter word density
Target: ≤12% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount2
hedgeCount4
narrationSentences46
filterMatches
0"watch"
1"know"
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
1"appeared to"
100.0000% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤10% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences47
matches(empty)
22.7822% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs14
mean47.64
std10.95
cv0.23
sampleLengths
048
153
244
358
447
541
663
740
848
948
1063
1130
1225
1359
75.3623% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤5% passive sentences
passiveCount4
totalSentences46
matches
0"was determined"
1"was rumored"
2"was involved"
3"was determined"
100.0000% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤10% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount2
totalVerbs116
matches
0"was gaining"
1"was getting"
100.0000% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount661
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount15
adverbRatio0.0226928895612708
lyAdverbCount2
lyAdverbRatio0.0030257186081694403
100.0000% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences47
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
96.6240% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences47
mean14.19
std5.56
cv0.392
sampleLengths
015
115
218
311
421
521
618
712
814
912
1010
1121
127
138
1414
1512
1621
1713
185
1918
205
2114
2215
2318
2416
2512
2616
2712
2816
2932
3013
3111
3212
3312
3412
3510
3615
3726
3810
3910
4010
4112
429
434
4415
4516
4628
61.7021% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats1
diversityRatio0.3829787234042553
totalSentences47
uniqueOpeners18
0.0000% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤30% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags2
fancyCount2
fancyTags
0"The sign above the stall read and the vendor, an old woman with eyes that seemed to see right through Quinn, beckoned her closer. (read seem see beckon)"
1"she said, her voice dripping with malice (say, drip)"
76.2264%