Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTY59YM7W0CY34MMYBQVVQE

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Duration:
1m 17s
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$0.221700

Model input

System
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
Glass shattered against brick. Detective Harlow Quinn ducked as another bottle sailed past her head, missing by inches. "Stop! Metropolitan Police!" The figure ahead vaulted a chain-link fence with practiced ease. Quinn cursed, her leather watch catching on the wire as she followed. The rain had turned London's back alleys into rivers of filth, and her boots skidded on wet cobblestones as she landed hard on the other side. The suspect—male, five-ten, dark hoodie—had thirty yards on her. He moved like someone who knew these streets, cutting through passages Quinn hadn't noticed in her eighteen years on the force. She keyed her radio, struggling to maintain visual contact. "Control, this is Quinn. Foot pursuit heading east on Endell Street towards Camden. Suspect matches description from the Raven's Nest incident." Static crackled back. The storm was playing havoc with communications tonight. The man ahead glanced back, streetlight catching something metallic at his neck. Then he dove left into an alley Quinn would have sworn was a dead end. She followed, lungs burning, and found herself staring at an open grating where a wall should have been. Fresh scratches marked the metal edges. The opening led down into absolute darkness. "Bollocks." She crouched at the entrance, torch beam penetrating maybe ten feet into what looked like old maintenance tunnels. The kind that honeycombed beneath London, forgotten arteries from Victorian times. Water dripped steadily from above, each drop echoing in the void. Her radio hissed again. Still nothing but static. The smart play was to call it in. Wait for backup. Let the uniforms flush him out from other exits. That's what DS Morris would have done. Morris always played it safe, always followed protocol. Morris was also three years dead. Quinn swung her legs through the opening and dropped. The tunnel was narrower than expected. Her shoulders brushed damp brick on both sides, and she had to duck to avoid low-hanging pipes crusted with decades of calcium deposits. The air tasted of rust and something else—incense? No, that wasn't right. Something sweeter. Almost floral. Footsteps echoed ahead, distorted by the tunnel's acoustics. Quinn picked up her pace, following the sound through a maze of passages that shouldn't exist on any city planning map. The walls changed from brick to older stone, then to something that might have been carved rather than built. Those symbols the fraud squad had been asking about—reverse Greek, they'd said—started appearing in the torch's sweep. "Amateur hour," she muttered, remembering the briefing. University kids playing at occultism. Nothing to worry about. The tunnel opened suddenly into a wider space. Quinn's torch beam scattered across the scene, trying to make sense of what she was seeing. An abandoned Tube platform stretched before her, but wrong. The tiles were there, the distinctive roundel signs, but everything had been transformed. Stalls lined the platform like a bazaar, draped in dark cloth and lit by things that weren't quite candles. The air shimmered with heat despite the October chill above. People moved between the stalls—dozens of them. Some wore normal clothes, but others... Quinn's mind struggled to process what others wore. Or didn't wear. Or had instead of clothes. The Veil Market. She'd heard whispers at crime scenes, names muttered by suspects who thought they were too far gone to save. A black market that moved locations, that dealt in things the Met didn't have forms for. Her suspect had vanished into the crowd. "Evening, officer." Quinn spun, hand moving to her baton. A woman stood behind her, too close for comfort. Normal enough looking—business suit, sensible shoes—except for the third eye tattooed on her forehead that seemed to track Quinn's movements independently. "This is a crime scene," Quinn said, surprising herself with how steady her voice came out. "I need everyone to—" "Crime scene?" The woman smiled, revealing too many teeth. "The only crime here is shopping without a token. You did bring a token, didn't you?" Movement in Quinn's peripheral vision. The crowd had noticed her. Conversations dying, heads turning. A man at the nearest stall carefully folded something that might have been leather, if leather could scream. "I'm pursuing a suspect," Quinn said. "Male, approximately—" "Oh, him." The woman waved dismissively. "Tomás comes through all the time. Lovely boy. Always pays in exact change." Tomás. Quinn filed the name away. First real lead she'd had on the Raven's Nest crew. "Where did he go?" "That depends entirely on what you're willing to trade for the information." The woman leaned in, and Quinn caught a whiff of copper and burnt sugar. "The Market operates on very specific rules, Detective Quinn." Quinn's blood chilled. She hadn't given her name. "How do you—" "Your reputation precedes you. Or follows you. Time moves strangely down here." The woman circled Quinn like a buyer examining livestock. "You've been asking questions about the wrong people. Poking at doors better left closed. Just like your partner did." "Don't." The word came out sharp enough to cut. "Don't talk about Morris." "Douglas Morris. Forty-three. Wife, two daughters. Died investigating what he thought was a simple kidnapping case." The woman's third eye blinked independently. "Want to know what really killed him?" Quinn's hand tightened on her baton. Around them, the Market continued its business, but she could feel the attention of a hundred hidden eyes. "Information has a price here," the woman continued. "What are you willing to pay? A memory? A year of your life? That pretty watch perhaps—your grandmother's, wasn't it?" "My suspect," Quinn said through gritted teeth. "Where did he go?" "Straight to business. How refreshingly mundane." The woman sighed. "Very well. Tomás took the Burnt Bridge to Whitechapel. You could follow, but the toll collector doesn't take sterling, and you smell far too alive for his tastes." She gestured to a archway Quinn hadn't noticed before, where shadows moved in ways shadows shouldn't. "Of course," the woman added, "you could always go back the way you came. Report a gas leak, a druggie squat, whatever helps you sleep. The Market will be gone by dawn anyway." Quinn looked at the archway. Every instinct screamed at her to leave, to get backup, to pretend none of this was real. But Morris had thought the same thing, had filed his report about "unusual suspects" and "requiring further investigation." Then he'd gone back alone. They'd found him three days later, aged thirty years in three nights, babbling about markets and bridges and things with too many teeth. "If I go through there," Quinn said, "what happens?" "You get answers. Or you get dead. Sometimes both." The woman shrugged. "But here's a free piece of advice, Detective. That boy you're chasing? He's not your enemy. He's running from the same thing that killed your partner." A bell rang somewhere in the Market. The sound was wrong—too deep, too long, vibrating through Quinn's bones. The crowd began moving with renewed purpose, packing up stalls with inhuman speed. "Closing time," the woman said. "The next location's already being prepared. You have about three minutes before this place becomes just another abandoned station. Your suspect's long gone by now." Quinn watched the Market dissolve around her, vendors vanishing into passages that shouldn't exist, carrying wares that couldn't be real. The woman with three eyes gave a mocking curtsy and stepped backwards into a solid wall, disappearing like smoke. Two minutes. The lights—not candles, never were candles—began extinguishing one by one. The platform grew colder, more abandoned, more like what it should have been all along. Quinn made her decision. She ran for the Burnt Bridge. The archway loomed before her, a mouth of perfect darkness that her torch beam couldn't penetrate. One minute. The last of the vendors had gone, leaving only the smell of copper and impossible spices. She thought of Morris. Of his wife at the funeral, asking why, asking how. Of the case files that made no sense, the evidence that disappeared, the witnesses who forgot everything overnight. Thirty seconds. Quinn stepped through. The darkness swallowed her whole, and somewhere behind her, the Veil Market ceased to exist. At least until the next full moon. The toll collector waited on the other side, patient as death, ready to name his price. But that was still seconds away, and in those seconds, Detective Harlow Quinn fell through shadow towards answers that would cost her everything to learn.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
88.89% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags17
adverbTagCount2
adverbTags
0"The woman waved dismissively [dismissively]"
1"eye blinked independently [independently]"
dialogueSentences36
tagDensity0.472
leniency0.944
rawRatio0.118
effectiveRatio0.111
82.32% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1414
totalAiIsmAdverbs5
found
0
adverb"suddenly"
count1
1
adverb"carefully"
count1
2
adverb"very"
count2
3
adverb"really"
count1
highlights
0"suddenly"
1"carefully"
2"very"
3"really"
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)
57.57% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1414
totalAiIsms12
found
0
word"shattered"
count1
1
word"practiced ease"
count1
2
word"echoing"
count1
3
word"footsteps"
count1
4
word"echoed"
count1
5
word"sense of"
count1
6
word"shimmered"
count1
7
word"chill"
count1
8
word"chilled"
count1
9
word"could feel"
count1
10
word"loomed"
count1
11
word"perfect"
count1
highlights
0"shattered"
1"practiced ease"
2"echoing"
3"footsteps"
4"echoed"
5"sense of"
6"shimmered"
7"chill"
8"chilled"
9"could feel"
10"loomed"
11"perfect"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches0
maxInWindow0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences111
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences111
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences130
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen33
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1398
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions13
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
0.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions57
wordCount1065
uniqueNames19
maxNameDensity2.54
worstName"Quinn"
maxWindowNameDensity6
worstWindowName"Quinn"
discoveredNames
Harlow2
Quinn27
London2
Victorian1
Morris5
Greek1
University1
Tube1
October1
Veil2
Market5
Met1
Movement1
Tomás1
Raven1
Nest1
Burnt1
Bridge1
Detective2
persons
0"Harlow"
1"Quinn"
2"Morris"
3"University"
4"October"
5"Market"
6"Met"
7"Tomás"
8"Raven"
places
0"London"
1"Burnt"
2"Bridge"
globalScore0.232
windowScore0
48.65% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences74
glossingSentenceCount3
matches
0"looked like old maintenance tunnels"
1"quite candles"
2"forehead that seemed to track Quinn's movements independently"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1398
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences130
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs58
mean24.1
std15.61
cv0.648
sampleLengths
018
13
248
339
421
511
658
71
840
98
1035
116
129
1345
1465
1516
1624
1751
1829
1938
207
212
2237
2320
2425
2532
268
2719
2816
294
3035
318
323
3340
3413
3529
3624
3728
3811
3937
4016
4133
4245
4323
449
4538
4631
4730
4839
4927
98.94% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount2
totalSentences111
matches
0"been carved"
1"been transformed"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount2
totalVerbs211
matches
0"was playing"
1"was seeing"
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount11
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences7
totalSentences130
ratio0.054
matches
0"The suspect—male, five-ten, dark hoodie—had thirty yards on her."
1"The air tasted of rust and something else—incense?"
2"Those symbols the fraud squad had been asking about—reverse Greek, they'd said—started appearing in the torch's sweep."
3"People moved between the stalls—dozens of them."
4"Normal enough looking—business suit, sensible shoes—except for the third eye tattooed on her forehead that seemed to track Quinn's movements independently."
5"The sound was wrong—too deep, too long, vibrating through Quinn's bones."
6"The lights—not candles, never were candles—began extinguishing one by one."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1079
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount40
adverbRatio0.03707136237256719
lyAdverbCount7
lyAdverbRatio0.006487488415199258
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences130
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences130
mean10.75
std7.12
cv0.662
sampleLengths
04
114
23
310
412
526
69
721
89
921
103
118
1212
1315
1418
156
167
171
1818
1911
2011
214
224
238
243
259
267
278
286
299
306
3123
328
334
342
352
368
3721
3819
3917
407
415
424
438
4416
459
4613
4719
4810
497
78.97% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats9
diversityRatio0.5153846153846153
totalSentences130
uniqueOpeners67
64.72% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount2
totalSentences103
matches
0"Then he dove left into"
1"At least until the next"
ratio0.019
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount14
totalSentences103
matches
0"He moved like someone who"
1"She keyed her radio, struggling"
2"She followed, lungs burning, and"
3"She crouched at the entrance,"
4"Her radio hissed again."
5"Her shoulders brushed damp brick"
6"she muttered, remembering the briefing"
7"She'd heard whispers at crime"
8"Her suspect had vanished into"
9"She hadn't given her name."
10"She gestured to a archway"
11"They'd found him three days"
12"She ran for the Burnt"
13"She thought of Morris."
ratio0.136
37.67% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount87
totalSentences103
matches
0"Glass shattered against brick."
1"Detective Harlow Quinn ducked as"
2"The figure ahead vaulted a"
3"Quinn cursed, her leather watch"
4"The rain had turned London's"
5"The suspect—male, five-ten, dark hoodie—had"
6"He moved like someone who"
7"She keyed her radio, struggling"
8"Static crackled back."
9"The storm was playing havoc"
10"The man ahead glanced back,"
11"She followed, lungs burning, and"
12"The opening led down into"
13"She crouched at the entrance,"
14"The kind that honeycombed beneath"
15"Water dripped steadily from above,"
16"Her radio hissed again."
17"The smart play was to"
18"That's what DS Morris would"
19"Morris always played it safe,"
ratio0.845
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences103
matches(empty)
ratio0
57.82% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences42
technicalSentenceCount5
matches
0"The kind that honeycombed beneath London, forgotten arteries from Victorian times."
1"Quinn picked up her pace, following the sound through a maze of passages that shouldn't exist on any city planning map."
2"Normal enough looking—business suit, sensible shoes—except for the third eye tattooed on her forehead that seemed to track Quinn's movements independently."
3"Quinn watched the Market dissolve around her, vendors vanishing into passages that shouldn't exist, carrying wares that couldn't be real."
4"Of the case files that made no sense, the evidence that disappeared, the witnesses who forgot everything overnight."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags17
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
38.89% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags9
fancyCount4
fancyTags
0"she muttered (mutter)"
1"the woman continued (continue)"
2"The woman sighed (sigh)"
3"the woman added (add)"
dialogueSentences36
tagDensity0.25
leniency0.5
rawRatio0.444
effectiveRatio0.222
78.4816%