Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTQZHCDXTX8FNK3M1NXYGRF

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You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Thriller genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <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> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> 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. </instructions>

Model response

AI
The heel of her boot splashed through a puddle, sending icy droplets splattering against her overcoat. Detective Harlow Quinn pressed on, adrenaline surging in tandem with the staccato rhythm of her heart—it was only a heartbeat away from the clamor of rain that hammered the empty streets. A figure darted ahead, silhouette rippling under the dim streetlights, the kind of shadows that whispered secrets best left unspoken. “Stop!” she shouted, though the command was swallowed by the rain. The suspect lurched into the narrow mouth of an alley, silhouetted against the flickering light of a neon sign—green, distinctively vibrant in the gloom. Quinn’s instincts screamed, but caution crept in alongside the battering rain. The alley was a darkness all its own, an invitation to something unsavoury, the kind of place where even the bravest turned back. Yet her partner's death loomed behind her, a spectre she'd neither outrun nor forgotten. DS Morris had wandered into the shadows of another case three years prior, never to return. Quinn couldn’t allow another to slip through her fingers. She tightened her grip around her flashlight, pulse quickening at the thought of being a step behind again. Quinn charged into the alley, slick cobblestones reflecting a glistening sheen captivated by the patter of the downpour. The suspect, unyielding at the far end, had already disappeared around a corner, vanishing into the unknown. She caught the faint scent of something acrid with a sweet undertone—something burning. Her gut tightened. “Don’t make me chase you!” She booked it, heavy boots splashing through puddles and making her slip, but no moment of hesitation crossed her mind. She wasn’t losing anyone tonight. The alley opened up ahead, exposing a curious sight. Bars of fire-bright neon pierced through the steady veil of rain, illuminating the entrance to a derelict Tube station, the battered sign faded yet familiar: The Veil Market, beckoning with an intoxicating mix of danger and allure. Quinn weighed the options in a heartbeat—to follow the suspect into the bowels of the underground or retreat to the safety of the rain-drenched streets, handcuffs and gun arming her as she closed her eyes against the memories of every other chaotic chase. She'd been hunting for something supernatural in this mess, something inexplicable that curled around her senses like smoke. Pressure mounted in her chest—regardless of the risks lurking within the tunnel, the suspect held the key. The thrill of the chase gripped her—a dangerous allure. She pressed on, diving into the entrance, her senses heightened with the sharp tang of electricity in the air. Down the plastic-sheeted escalator, the world morphed, carting her away from the city above into a tangle of sounds as familiar as they were alien: voices brushed with urgency, the low hum of trading, and laughter mingling with curses; all orchestrated into the heartbeat of a market unseen by the common eye. The platform stretched before her, an elaborate arrangement of stalls fashioned like something out of a fever dream—vendors sold enchanted baubles glittering under dim lighting, vegetables that seemed to pulse with their own life, and a range of exotic, shimmering substances scattered like lost souls across rickety tables. As Quinn skirted between stalls, eyes darting, she felt the weight of countless stares—figures cloaked in shadows, eyes glinting like hungry wolves. Deep in the market, she spotted a flicker of movement. The suspect—a shifty figure clad in a tattered leather jacket—unceremoniously slipped behind a stack of crates, sweat mingling with the spilled contents of a vendor’s wares. Quinn manoeuvred, heart thudding hard against her ribcage as she threaded through the throng of patrons, clenching her teeth. “Cover me,” she muttered to herself, and surged forward, slipping behind an old woman haggling over a jar of shimmering liquid, its contents a swirling sea of colours. An effigy atop the jar caught her eye, and a shiver ran down her spine. The locals were nothing if not peculiar—each occupied with their secrets, the stories graven on their lined faces. The shadow darted into another cluster of stalls, and Quinn licked her lips—a taste of copper tailed her breath. The air thickened now, charged with an anticipation she could almost taste. She was mere steps behind the suspect—if she could just— A shriek broke the air as a vendor shouted, followed by the clattering of jars crashing to the ground, spilling bright powder across the stone tiles. The suspect had stumbled, cursing, prompting chaos. Quinn seized her chance, narrowing the distance as figures scattered around her like errant leaves. With one swift motion, she rounded the stack of crates. The suspect stumbled forward but caught himself, glancing back only briefly at the detection shining back at him like judgement. “Back off!” he shouted, panic resonating in his voice. “You don’t want none of this!” “No? I seem to recall your face from the morning’s briefing.” Illicit deals flashed in her mind, a parade of evidence flooding her senses. “Hand it over, and we’ll forget we met down here.” “Forget?” His laughter was a grim sound, frantic and laced with desperation. “I’d rather deal with the devil than you! Just let me—” The chase spun into another frantic surge, and Quinn pursued as he broke away into the depths of the Market. She could sense the crowd thickening around her, shadows hiding in the corners, watching—waiting. “Hey!” she cried, a sudden anger bursting through the barriers; frustration sharpened her voice. “You can’t run from a police badge!” Down the corridor, she could see a door latch. He burst through it and vanished, but the sound of metal on metal thumped in her ears. Her instincts screamed, urging her to follow. Behind her, the market throbbed with sinister energy, and the ambient chatter morphed into a cacophony of real danger—whispers that chilled her blood as she crept forward. She banged against the door just as it swung shut, pitching her into an awakening darkness. “Not again,” she muttered under her breath, her pulse racing. She caught her breath, unveiling her weapon, eyes sweeping the shadowy room, filled with the stench of dampness and whatever trades lingered here—unbidden spirits and broken souls. A faint flicker of light illuminated a far-off row of tables, and shadows flickered like phantoms. “Come on, you coward!” she called, forcing her voice to betray no fear. There had to be a way to outsmart him. In breathless moments, she had only the expanding void of the Underground to anchor her thoughts, a flip of analysis drowning out the fear. Danger awaited in every shadow; the clandestine atmosphere exhaled treachery. The pulse of her career all but rested on this moment. Quinn stepped forward, plunging deeper into the echoing abyss. Every whisper of movement felt amplified, danger lurking amid the noise. She had crossed into his territory. And she was either ready to claim it, or, like Morris, never return.
total_cost0.0012458299999999999

Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags8
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences13
tagDensity0.615
leniency1
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1165
totalAiIsmAdverbs0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
100.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (17 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
0.00% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1165
totalAiIsms31
found
0
word"unspoken"
count1
1
word"lurched"
count1
2
word"gloom"
count1
3
word"loomed"
count1
4
word"pulse"
count4
5
word"charged"
count2
6
word"glistening"
count1
7
word"familiar"
count2
8
word"chaotic"
count1
9
word"weight"
count1
10
word"glinting"
count1
11
word"flicker"
count2
12
word"clenching"
count1
13
word"down her spine"
count1
14
word"anticipation"
count1
15
word"depths"
count1
16
word"throbbed"
count1
17
word"sinister"
count1
18
word"cacophony"
count1
19
word"chilled"
count1
20
word"racing"
count1
21
word"flickered"
count1
22
word"clandestine"
count1
23
word"echoing"
count1
24
word"whisper"
count1
highlights
0"unspoken"
1"lurched"
2"gloom"
3"loomed"
4"pulse"
5"charged"
6"glistening"
7"familiar"
8"chaotic"
9"weight"
10"glinting"
11"flicker"
12"clenching"
13"down her spine"
14"anticipation"
15"depths"
16"throbbed"
17"sinister"
18"cacophony"
19"chilled"
20"racing"
21"flickered"
22"clandestine"
23"echoing"
24"whisper"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"shiver down spine"
count1
highlights
0"a shiver ran down her spine"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells1
narrationSentences64
matches
0"d with urgency"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences64
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences68
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen53
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1145
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions7
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
99.17% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions20
wordCount1082
uniqueNames8
maxNameDensity1.02
worstName"Quinn"
maxWindowNameDensity2
worstWindowName"Quinn"
discoveredNames
Harlow1
Quinn11
Morris2
Tube1
Veil1
Market2
Illicit1
Underground1
persons
0"Harlow"
1"Quinn"
2"Morris"
3"Market"
4"Illicit"
places(empty)
globalScore0.992
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences62
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"vegetables that seemed to pulse with their own life, and a range of exotic, shimmering substances scattered like lost souls across rickety tables"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.873
wordCount1145
matches
0"neither outrun nor"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences68
matches(empty)
80.89% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs25
mean45.8
std19.84
cv0.433
sampleLengths
067
169
257
351
430
589
635
780
870
955
1061
1141
1248
1330
1415
1534
1623
1734
1821
1960
2016
2153
2222
2345
2439
99.78% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences64
matches
0"was swallowed"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs180
matches
0"wasn’t losing"
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount17
semicolonCount3
flaggedSentences18
totalSentences68
ratio0.265
matches
0"Detective Harlow Quinn pressed on, adrenaline surging in tandem with the staccato rhythm of her heart—it was only a heartbeat away from the clamor of rain that hammered the empty streets."
1"The suspect lurched into the narrow mouth of an alley, silhouetted against the flickering light of a neon sign—green, distinctively vibrant in the gloom."
2"She caught the faint scent of something acrid with a sweet undertone—something burning."
3"Quinn weighed the options in a heartbeat—to follow the suspect into the bowels of the underground or retreat to the safety of the rain-drenched streets, handcuffs and gun arming her as she closed her eyes against the memories of every other chaotic chase."
4"Pressure mounted in her chest—regardless of the risks lurking within the tunnel, the suspect held the key."
5"The thrill of the chase gripped her—a dangerous allure."
6"Down the plastic-sheeted escalator, the world morphed, carting her away from the city above into a tangle of sounds as familiar as they were alien: voices brushed with urgency, the low hum of trading, and laughter mingling with curses; all orchestrated into the heartbeat of a market unseen by the common eye."
7"The platform stretched before her, an elaborate arrangement of stalls fashioned like something out of a fever dream—vendors sold enchanted baubles glittering under dim lighting, vegetables that seemed to pulse with their own life, and a range of exotic, shimmering substances scattered like lost souls across rickety tables."
8"As Quinn skirted between stalls, eyes darting, she felt the weight of countless stares—figures cloaked in shadows, eyes glinting like hungry wolves."
9"The suspect—a shifty figure clad in a tattered leather jacket—unceremoniously slipped behind a stack of crates, sweat mingling with the spilled contents of a vendor’s wares."
10"The locals were nothing if not peculiar—each occupied with their secrets, the stories graven on their lined faces."
11"The shadow darted into another cluster of stalls, and Quinn licked her lips—a taste of copper tailed her breath."
12"She was mere steps behind the suspect—if she could just—"
13"She could sense the crowd thickening around her, shadows hiding in the corners, watching—waiting."
14"“Hey!” she cried, a sudden anger bursting through the barriers; frustration sharpened her voice."
15"Behind her, the market throbbed with sinister energy, and the ambient chatter morphed into a cacophony of real danger—whispers that chilled her blood as she crept forward."
16"She caught her breath, unveiling her weapon, eyes sweeping the shadowy room, filled with the stench of dampness and whatever trades lingered here—unbidden spirits and broken souls."
17"Danger awaited in every shadow; the clandestine atmosphere exhaled treachery."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1102
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount29
adverbRatio0.02631578947368421
lyAdverbCount6
lyAdverbRatio0.0054446460980036296
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences68
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences68
mean16.84
std9.54
cv0.567
sampleLengths
016
131
220
311
424
511
623
714
816
99
1018
1118
1217
1313
143
1525
165
179
1837
1943
2018
2117
229
2319
2452
2548
2622
2710
2826
2919
3028
3115
3218
3319
3412
3510
3626
377
3815
3910
4020
419
426
4324
4410
4512
4611
4720
4814
4914
80.39% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats2
diversityRatio0.5
totalSentences68
uniqueOpeners34
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences64
matches(empty)
ratio0
88.75% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount21
totalSentences64
matches
0"she shouted, though the command"
1"She tightened her grip around"
2"She caught the faint scent"
3"Her gut tightened."
4"She booked it, heavy boots"
5"She wasn’t losing anyone tonight."
6"She'd been hunting for something"
7"She pressed on, diving into"
8"she muttered to herself, and"
9"She was mere steps behind"
10"he shouted, panic resonating in"
11"His laughter was a grim"
12"She could sense the crowd"
13"she cried, a sudden anger"
14"He burst through it and"
15"Her instincts screamed, urging her"
16"She banged against the door"
17"she muttered under her breath,"
18"She caught her breath, unveiling"
19"she called, forcing her voice"
ratio0.328
38.13% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount54
totalSentences64
matches
0"The heel of her boot"
1"Detective Harlow Quinn pressed on,"
2"A figure darted ahead, silhouette"
3"she shouted, though the command"
4"The suspect lurched into the"
5"Quinn’s instincts screamed, but caution"
6"The alley was a darkness"
7"DS Morris had wandered into"
8"Quinn couldn’t allow another to"
9"She tightened her grip around"
10"Quinn charged into the alley,"
11"The suspect, unyielding at the"
12"She caught the faint scent"
13"Her gut tightened."
14"She booked it, heavy boots"
15"She wasn’t losing anyone tonight."
16"The alley opened up ahead,"
17"Bars of fire-bright neon pierced"
18"Quinn weighed the options in"
19"She'd been hunting for something"
ratio0.844
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences64
matches(empty)
ratio0
47.62% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences45
technicalSentenceCount6
matches
0"Detective Harlow Quinn pressed on, adrenaline surging in tandem with the staccato rhythm of her heart—it was only a heartbeat away from the clamor of rain that …"
1"A figure darted ahead, silhouette rippling under the dim streetlights, the kind of shadows that whispered secrets best left unspoken."
2"The platform stretched before her, an elaborate arrangement of stalls fashioned like something out of a fever dream—vendors sold enchanted baubles glittering un…"
3"She could sense the crowd thickening around her, shadows hiding in the corners, watching—waiting."
4"Behind her, the market throbbed with sinister energy, and the ambient chatter morphed into a cacophony of real danger—whispers that chilled her blood as she cre…"
5"She caught her breath, unveiling her weapon, eyes sweeping the shadowy room, filled with the stench of dampness and whatever trades lingered here—unbidden spiri…"
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags8
uselessAdditionCount3
matches
0"she shouted, though the command was swallowed by the rain"
1"Illicit deals, a parade of evidence flooding her senses"
2"she muttered, her pulse racing"
0.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags6
fancyCount5
fancyTags
0"she shouted (shout)"
1"she muttered (mutter)"
2"he shouted (shout)"
3"she cried (cry)"
4"she muttered (mutter)"
dialogueSentences13
tagDensity0.462
leniency0.923
rawRatio0.833
effectiveRatio0.769
74.4910%