Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTRFYYCJS4T66EC3829P4JD

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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>
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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>

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Detective Harlow Quinn's boots splashed through the puddles, her breath coming in sharp bursts as she pursued the shadowy figure ahead. The suspect darted through the rain-soaked streets of Soho, weaving between late-night revellers and the occasional street vendor packing up for the night. The green neon sign of The Raven's Nest flickered in the corner of her vision, but she couldn't afford to be distracted. "Stop!" she shouted, her voice barely cutting through the cacophony of the city. The figure glanced back, a flash of fear in his eyes, before disappearing down a narrow alley. Harlow's heart pounded as she followed, her worn leather watch ticking away the seconds. The alley was a labyrinth of twists and turns, the walls closing in as she ran. She could hear the suspect's footsteps echoing off the brick, a frantic rhythm that matched her own. She rounded a corner and skidded to a halt. The alley ended in a dead end, but the suspect was nowhere to be seen. Harlow's eyes scanned the area, searching for any sign of an escape route. Her gaze landed on a manhole cover, slightly askew. "Got you," she muttered, moving to lift the cover. The smell of damp earth and something else—something metallic—wafted up from the darkness below. She hesitated for a moment, then descended into the unknown. The underground tunnel was dimly lit, the walls slick with moisture. Harlow's footsteps echoed as she moved cautiously forward, her hand resting on the grip of her service weapon. The tunnel opened up into a larger space, and she found herself in an abandoned Tube station. The Veil Market. She'd heard whispers about this place, a hidden supernatural black market that moved locations every full moon. The entry requirement was a bone token, something she didn't have. But she was here now, and she wasn't turning back. The market was a hive of activity, stalls set up along the platform selling everything from enchanted goods to banned alchemical substances. The air was thick with the scent of incense and something more sinister. Harlow's eyes scanned the crowd, searching for her suspect. A flash of movement caught her attention. The suspect was slipping through the crowd, heading towards a stall at the far end of the platform. Harlow pushed her way through, ignoring the curious glances and whispered conversations that followed her. "Tomás!" she called out, spotting a familiar face among the crowd. Tomás Herrera, the former paramedic who now provided off-the-books medical care for the clique. He looked up, his warm brown eyes widening in surprise. "Harlow, what are you doing here?" he asked, moving to intercept her. "No time to explain," she said, her eyes locked on the suspect. "I need to catch that man." Tomás glanced in the direction she was looking, then back at her. "You don't have a bone token, do you?" Harlow shook her head. "No, but I'm not leaving without him." Tomás sighed, then reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, intricately carved bone. "Take this. It'll get you through the market without trouble." "Thanks," she said, taking the token and slipping it into her pocket. "I owe you one." "You owe me more than one," he replied with a wry smile. "Be careful, Harlow. The Veil Market isn't like anything you've dealt with before." She nodded, then continued her pursuit. The suspect was at the stall now, speaking in hushed tones with the vendor. Harlow moved closer, her hand once again resting on her weapon. "Stop right there," she said, her voice low and commanding. The suspect turned, his eyes wide with fear. He bolted, knocking over a display of enchanted trinkets as he fled. Harlow cursed under her breath and gave chase, weaving through the crowd and dodging the debris left in his wake. The chase led them deeper into the market, the stalls becoming more sinister and the wares more dangerous. Harlow's heart pounded in her chest, her senses on high alert. She couldn't afford to lose him now. The suspect darted into a narrow passageway, and Harlow followed without hesitation. The passage was dark and claustrophobic, the walls closing in around her. She could hear the suspect's ragged breathing just ahead, a beacon in the darkness. Suddenly, the passage opened up into a large chamber, the walls lined with shelves of forbidden tomes and cursed artefacts. The suspect was cornered, his back against the wall and his eyes wild with fear. "There's nowhere left to run," Harlow said, her voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through her veins. "Give it up." The suspect's eyes darted around the room, searching for an escape. "You don't understand," he said, his voice trembling. "They're after me. If you take me in, they'll kill me." "Who?" Harlow demanded, stepping closer. "Who's after you?" "The clique," he whispered, his eyes wide with terror. "They know I betrayed them. They'll stop at nothing to silence me." Harlow's mind raced. The clique was a powerful and dangerous organisation, one that she'd been trying to bring down for years. If this man had information that could help her, she couldn't afford to let him slip away. "Tell me everything," she said, her voice firm. "And I might be able to help you." The suspect hesitated, then nodded. "Alright. But you have to promise to protect me." "Deal," Harlow said, her eyes locked on his. "Now start talking." The suspect took a deep breath, then began to speak. "My name is Marcus. I was a member of the clique, but I couldn't take it anymore. The things they were doing... it was too much. I tried to leave, but they found out. Now they're hunting me." Harlow listened intently, her mind racing with the implications of what he was saying. If Marcus had inside information on the clique, it could be the break she needed to finally bring them down. "Where can I find them?" she asked, her voice urgent. "They move around a lot, but they have a safe house in Camden," Marcus said. "I can take you there, but you have to promise to protect me." "I will," Harlow said, her mind already formulating a plan. "But we need to move fast. If the clique finds out you're talking to me, they'll come after both of us." Marcus nodded, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and determination. "Let's go." Harlow led the way back through the market, her senses on high alert. She could feel the eyes of the market's denizens on her, their curiosity and suspicion palpable. But she couldn't afford to be distracted. She had a mission to complete. As they emerged from the underground market and back into the rain-soaked streets of Soho, Harlow's mind was already racing with the possibilities. If Marcus was telling the truth, she might finally have the evidence she needed to bring down the clique once and for all. But first, she had to get him to safety. And that was easier said than done. "Stay close," she said, her eyes scanning the shadows for any sign of danger. "We're not out of the woods yet." Marcus nodded, his eyes wide with fear. "I know. But I trust you." Harlow's jaw tightened. Trust was a dangerous thing in her line of work. But for now, she had no choice but to trust him too. They moved quickly through the streets, the rain falling in a steady downpour. Harlow's mind was focused, her senses on high alert. She couldn't afford to let her guard down, not for a second. As they approached the safe house in Camden, Harlow's heart pounded in her chest. This was it. The moment of truth. "Stay here," she said, her voice low. "I'll check it out." Marcus nodded, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and hope. "Be careful." Harlow moved cautiously towards the entrance, her hand resting on her weapon. She could feel the tension in the air, the sense of impending danger. She reached the door and took a deep breath, then pushed it open. The room was dark, the only light coming from a flickering candle on the table. Harlow's eyes scanned the room, searching for any sign of movement. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows, a knife glinting in the candlelight. Harlow's heart raced as she drew her weapon, her mind focused on the threat before her. "Drop the knife," she said, her voice steady. The figure hesitated, then lunged at her. Harlow fired, the sound of the gunshot echoing through the room. The figure fell to the ground, the knife clattering to the floor. Harlow's heart pounded in her chest as she moved to check the figure. He was still alive, but barely. She turned to Marcus, who had followed her into the room. "We need to get out of here. Now." Marcus nodded, his eyes wide with fear. "Let's go." They moved quickly through the streets, the rain falling in a steady downpour. Harlow's mind was focused, her senses on high alert. She couldn't afford to let her guard down, not for a second. As they approached the safe house in Camden, Harlow's heart pounded in her chest. This was it. The moment of truth. "Stay here," she said, her voice low. "I'll check it out." Marcus nodded, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and hope. "Be careful." Harlow moved cautiously towards the entrance, her hand resting on her weapon. She could feel the tension in the air, the sense of impending danger. She reached the door and took a deep breath, then pushed it open. The room was dark, the only light coming from a flickering candle on the table. Harlow's eyes scanned the room, searching for any sign of movement. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows, a knife glinting in the candlelight. Harlow's heart raced as she drew her weapon, her mind focused on the threat before her. "Drop the knife," she said, her voice steady. The figure hesitated, then lunged at her. Harlow fired, the sound of the gunshot echoing through the room. The figure fell to the ground, the knife clattering to the floor. Harlow's heart pounded in her chest as she moved to check the figure. He was still alive, but barely. She turned to Marcus, who had followed her into the room. "We need to get out of here. Now." Marcus nodded, his eyes wide with fear. "Let's go." They moved quickly through the streets, the rain falling in a steady downpour. Harlow's mind was focused, her senses on high alert. She couldn't afford to let her guard down, not for a second. As they approached the safe house in Camden, Harlow's heart pounded in her chest. This was it. The moment of truth. "Stay here," she said, her voice low. "I'll check it out." Marcus nodded, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and hope. "Be careful." Harlow moved cautiously towards the entrance, her hand resting on her weapon. She could feel the tension in the air, the sense of impending danger. She reached the door and took a deep breath, then pushed it open. The room was dark, the only light coming from a flickering candle on the table. Harlow's eyes scanned the room, searching for any sign of movement. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows, a knife glinting in the candlelight. Harlow's heart raced as she drew her weapon, her mind focused on the threat before her. "Drop the knife," she said, her voice steady. The figure hesitated, then lunged at her. Harlow fired, the sound of the gunshot echoing through the room. The figure fell to the ground, the knife clattering to the floor. Harlow's heart pounded in her chest as she moved to check the figure. He was still alive, but barely. She turned to Marcus, who had followed her into the room. "We need to get out of here. Now." Marcus nodded, his eyes wide with fear. "Let's go." They moved quickly through the streets, the rain falling in a steady downpour. Harlow's mind was focused, her senses on high alert. She couldn't afford to let her guard down, not for a second. As they approached the safe house in Camden, Harlow's heart pounded in her chest. This was it. The moment of truth. "Stay here," she said, her voice low. "I'll check it out." Marcus nodded, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and hope. "Be careful." Harlow moved cautiously towards the entrance, her hand resting on her weapon. She could feel the tension in the air, the sense of impending danger. She reached the door and took a deep breath, then pushed it open. The room was dark, the only light coming from a flickering candle on the table. Harlow's eyes scanned the room, searching for any sign of movement. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows, a knife glinting in the candlelight. Harlow's heart raced as she drew her weapon, her mind focused on the threat before her. "Drop the knife," she said, her voice steady. The figure hesitated, then lunged at her. Harlow fired, the sound of the gunshot echoing through the room. The figure fell to the ground, the knife clattering to the floor. Harlow's heart pounded in her chest as she moved to check the figure. He was still alive, but barely. She turned to Marcus, who had followed her into the room. "We need to get out of here. Now." Marcus nodded, his eyes wide with fear. "Let's go." They moved quickly through the streets, the rain falling in a steady downpour. Harlow's mind was focused, her senses on high alert. She couldn't afford to let her guard down, not for a second. As they approached the safe house in Camden, Harlow's heart pounded in her chest. This was it. The moment of truth. "Stay here," she said, her voice low. "I'll check it out." Marcus nodded, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and hope. "Be careful." Harlow moved cautiously towards the entrance, her hand resting on her weapon. She could feel the tension in the air, the sense of impending danger. She reached the door and took a deep breath, then pushed it open. The room was dark, the only light coming from a flickering candle on the table. Harlow's eyes scanned the room, searching for any sign of movement. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows, a knife glinting in the candlelight. Harlow's heart raced as she drew her weapon, her mind focused on the threat before her. "Drop the knife," she said, her voice steady. The figure hesitated, then lunged at her. Harlow fired, the sound of the gunshot echoing through the room. The figure fell to the ground, the knife clattering to the floor. Harlow's heart pounded in her chest as she moved to check the figure. He was still alive, but barely. She turned to Marcus, who had followed her into the room. "We need to get out of here. Now." Marcus nodded, his eyes wide with fear. "Let's go." They moved quickly through the streets, the rain falling in a steady downpour. Harlow's mind was focused, her senses on high alert. She couldn't afford to let her guard down, not for a second. As they approached the safe house in Camden, Harlow's heart pounded in her chest. This was it. The moment of truth. "Stay here," she said, her voice low. "I'll check it out." Marcus nodded, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and hope. "Be careful." Harlow moved cautiously towards the entrance, her hand resting on her weapon. She could feel the tension in the air, the sense of impending danger. She reached the door and took a deep breath, then pushed it open. The room was dark, the only light coming from a flickering candle on the table. Harlow's eyes scanned the room, searching for any sign of movement. Suddenly, a figure emerged from the shadows, a knife glinting in the candlelight. Harlow's heart raced as she drew her weapon, her mind focused on the threat before her. "Drop the knife," she said, her voice steady. The figure hesitated, then lunged at her. Harlow fired, the sound of the gunshot echoing through the room. The figure fell to the ground, the knife clattering to the floor. Harlow's heart pounded in her chest as she moved to check the figure. He was still alive, but barely. She turned to Marcus, who had followed her into the room. "We need to get out of here. Now." Marcus nodded, his eyes wide with fear. "Let's go." They moved quickly through the streets, the rain falling in a steady downpour. Harlow's mind was focused, her senses on high alert. She couldn't afford to let her guard down, not for a second. As they approached the safe house in Camden, Harlow's heart pounded in her chest. This was it. The moment of truth. "Stay here," she said, her voice low. "I'll check it out." Marcus nodded, his eyes filled with a mixture of fear and hope. "Be careful." Harlow moved cautiously towards the entrance, her hand resting on her weapon. She could feel the tension in the air, the sense of impending danger. She reached the door and took a deep breath, then pushed it open. 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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags33
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences82
tagDensity0.402
leniency0.805
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
58.74% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount3151
totalAiIsmAdverbs26
found
0
adverb"slightly"
count1
1
adverb"cautiously"
count9
2
adverb"suddenly"
count8
3
adverb"quickly"
count8
highlights
0"slightly"
1"cautiously"
2"suddenly"
3"quickly"
80.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (17 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found
0"Marcus"
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)
wordCount3151
totalAiIsms71
found
0
word"flickered"
count1
1
word"cacophony"
count1
2
word"footsteps"
count2
3
word"echoing"
count8
4
word"scanned"
count9
5
word"echoed"
count1
6
word"sinister"
count2
7
word"familiar"
count1
8
word"beacon"
count1
9
word"silence"
count1
10
word"raced"
count8
11
word"racing"
count2
12
word"could feel"
count9
13
word"palpable"
count1
14
word"scanning"
count1
15
word"tension"
count8
16
word"sense of"
count8
17
word"glinting"
count7
highlights
0"flickered"
1"cacophony"
2"footsteps"
3"echoing"
4"scanned"
5"echoed"
6"sinister"
7"familiar"
8"beacon"
9"silence"
10"raced"
11"racing"
12"could feel"
13"palpable"
14"scanning"
15"tension"
16"sense of"
17"glinting"
0.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches18
maxInWindow7
found
0
label"heart pounded in chest"
count16
1
label"air was thick with"
count1
2
label"flicker of emotion"
count1
highlights
0"heart pounded in her chest"
1"The air was thick with"
2"a flash of fear"
85.94% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells12
narrationSentences256
matches
0"g in surprise"
1"e with fear"
2"d with fear"
3"e with terror"
4"e with fear"
5"e with fear"
6"e with fear"
7"e with fear"
8"e with fear"
9"e with fear"
10"e with fear"
11"e with fear"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences256
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches
0"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences305
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen38
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords3144
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions36
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
18.80% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions127
wordCount2744
uniqueNames13
maxNameDensity2.62
worstName"Harlow"
maxWindowNameDensity3.5
worstWindowName"Harlow"
discoveredNames
Harlow72
Quinn1
Soho2
Raven1
Nest1
Tube1
Veil1
Market1
Tomás3
Herrera1
Marcus27
Camden8
Suddenly8
persons
0"Harlow"
1"Quinn"
2"Raven"
3"Nest"
4"Tomás"
5"Herrera"
6"Marcus"
places
0"Soho"
1"Market"
2"Camden"
globalScore0.188
windowScore0.5
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences214
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.318
wordCount3144
matches
0"no choice but"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences305
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs162
mean19.41
std10.91
cv0.562
sampleLengths
066
130
247
346
433
546
63
738
844
940
1035
1112
1218
1320
1411
1525
1616
1725
1831
1910
2040
2136
2238
2335
2420
2530
268
2721
2838
2916
3014
3111
3248
3334
3410
3528
3631
3714
3842
3946
4016
4121
4213
4325
4434
4521
4611
4714
4825
4913
92.93% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount9
totalSentences256
matches
0"was cornered"
1"was focused"
2"was focused"
3"was focused"
4"was focused"
5"was focused"
6"was focused"
7"was focused"
8"was focused"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount5
totalVerbs489
matches
0"wasn't turning"
1"was slipping"
2"was looking"
3"was saying"
4"was telling"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount2
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences1
totalSentences305
ratio0.003
matches
0"The smell of damp earth and something else—something metallic—wafted up from the darkness below."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount2751
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount89
adverbRatio0.032351872046528535
lyAdverbCount46
lyAdverbRatio0.016721192293711377
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences305
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences305
mean10.31
std4.82
cv0.468
sampleLengths
021
123
222
313
417
514
616
717
89
915
1013
119
129
1314
1410
1511
1618
1717
183
1917
2011
2110
2222
2313
249
257
2618
2715
2811
2914
3010
3112
3212
336
3412
358
364
377
3815
3910
4012
414
4212
4313
446
4514
4611
4710
488
4912
44.75% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats16
diversityRatio0.12459016393442623
totalSentences305
uniqueOpeners38
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount8
totalSentences254
matches
0"Suddenly, the passage opened up"
1"Suddenly, a figure emerged from"
2"Suddenly, a figure emerged from"
3"Suddenly, a figure emerged from"
4"Suddenly, a figure emerged from"
5"Suddenly, a figure emerged from"
6"Suddenly, a figure emerged from"
7"Suddenly, a figure emerged from"
ratio0.031
86.14% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount85
totalSentences254
matches
0"she shouted, her voice barely"
1"She could hear the suspect's"
2"She rounded a corner and"
3"Her gaze landed on a"
4"she muttered, moving to lift"
5"She hesitated for a moment,"
6"She'd heard whispers about this"
7"she called out, spotting a"
8"He looked up, his warm"
9"he asked, moving to intercept"
10"she said, her eyes locked"
11"she said, taking the token"
12"he replied with a wry"
13"She nodded, then continued her"
14"she said, her voice low"
15"He bolted, knocking over a"
16"She couldn't afford to lose"
17"She could hear the suspect's"
18"he said, his voice trembling"
19"he whispered, his eyes wide"
ratio0.335
9.21% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount229
totalSentences254
matches
0"Detective Harlow Quinn's boots splashed"
1"The suspect darted through the"
2"The green neon sign of"
3"she shouted, her voice barely"
4"The figure glanced back, a"
5"Harlow's heart pounded as she"
6"The alley was a labyrinth"
7"She could hear the suspect's"
8"She rounded a corner and"
9"The alley ended in a"
10"Harlow's eyes scanned the area,"
11"Her gaze landed on a"
12"she muttered, moving to lift"
13"The smell of damp earth"
14"She hesitated for a moment,"
15"The underground tunnel was dimly"
16"Harlow's footsteps echoed as she"
17"The tunnel opened up into"
18"The Veil Market."
19"She'd heard whispers about this"
ratio0.902
59.06% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount3
totalSentences254
matches
0"If this man had information"
1"If Marcus had inside information"
2"If Marcus was telling the"
ratio0.012
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences160
technicalSentenceCount4
matches
0"She could hear the suspect's footsteps echoing off the brick, a frantic rhythm that matched her own."
1"She'd heard whispers about this place, a hidden supernatural black market that moved locations every full moon."
2"Harlow pushed her way through, ignoring the curious glances and whispered conversations that followed her."
3"Harlow listened intently, her mind racing with the implications of what he was saying."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags33
uselessAdditionCount25
matches
0"she shouted, her voice barely cutting through the cacophony of the city"
1"she muttered, moving to lift the cover"
2"she said, her voice low and commanding"
3"Harlow said, her voice steady despite the adrenaline coursing through her veins"
4"he said, his voice trembling"
5"he whispered, his eyes wide with terror"
6"she said, her voice firm"
7"she asked, her voice urgent"
8"Harlow said, her mind already formulating a plan"
9"she said, her eyes scanning the shadows for any sign of danger"
10"she said, her voice low"
11"she said, her voice steady"
12"she said, her voice low"
13"she said, her voice steady"
14"she said, her voice low"
15"she said, her voice steady"
16"she said, her voice low"
17"she said, her voice steady"
18"she said, her voice low"
19"she said, her voice steady"
20"she said, her voice low"
21"she said, her voice steady"
22"she said, her voice low"
23"she said, her voice steady"
24"she said, her voice low"
89.02% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags33
fancyCount5
fancyTags
0"she shouted (shout)"
1"she muttered (mutter)"
2"she called out (call out)"
3"Harlow demanded (demand)"
4"he whispered (whisper)"
dialogueSentences82
tagDensity0.402
leniency0.805
rawRatio0.152
effectiveRatio0.122
77.4867%