Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTY66CXAQ7MZD8JKFPB1T9X

Run Details

Duration:
16.6s
Cost:
$0.006484
Provider:
Google AI Studio

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
The heavy soles of Harlow’s boots slapped against the slick pavement as she rounded the corner of Greek Street. The suspect, a wiry man in a tattered trench coat, vanished into a narrow alleyway choked with overflowing rubbish bins and the sharp, metallic tang of wet iron. "Police! Stand still!" The man didn't stand. He leaped over a stack of wooden crates with a grace that felt wrong, his silhouette flickering like a glitching video file against the brickwork. Quinn didn't hesitate. She threw herself forward, her lungs burning with the damp London air, her hand hovering instinctively near the holster at her hip. This wasn't a standard foot chase. Normal runners tired. Normal runners tripped on the uneven cobblestones of Soho. This one seemed to be gaining speed the longer they ran. He banked a sharp left, heading toward a dead end marked by a rusted iron gate. Quinn felt the surge of adrenaline, the familiar tightening in her sharp jaw. She had him. Then he reached into his pocket, pulled out something small and white, and pressed it against the padlock. The gate didn't just open; it dissolved. The metal groaned, turning to a fine grey powder that washed away in the downpour. The suspect stepped through the empty frame and dropped. Quinn skidded to the edge. A vertical maintenance shaft descended into the dark, a rusted ladder clinging to the side like a skeletal spine. "Bloody hell." She checked her leather watch. 11:42 PM. If she called for backup now, the brass would spend forty minutes debating jurisdiction while her lead vanished into the guts of the city. She thought of DS Morris. She thought of the way his eyes had looked when they found him three years ago—wide, terrified, and staring at something no medical examiner could name. She gripped the cold rungs and began the climb down. The air shifted ten feet below the surface. The smell of rain and diesel fumes evaporated, replaced by a thick, cloying scent of incense, scorched ozone, and something raw, like an open butcher’s shop. The ladder ended abruptly at a ledge overlooking a vaulted brick tunnel. This wasn't some forgotten sewer or a standard utility line. A heavy, velvet curtain hung across the tunnel's mouth, guarded by a man who looked like he’d been stitched together from three different corpses. He was seven feet tall, wearing a pinstripe waistcoat that strained against his massive frame. He held a hand out, palm up. "Token." Quinn flashed her badge, the silver glinting in the dim, amber light of a flickering torch. "Detective Quinn, Met Police. Move." The giant didn't blink. His eyes were the colour of bruised plums. "Token." "I don't play games. I'm pursuing a suspect in a felony hit-and-run." "Bone token. Or you don't pass the threshold." Quinn looked past him. The curtain fluttered, revealing a glimpse of a world that shouldn't exist beneath Camden. A bustling thoroughfare of stalls lit by floating lanterns. Merchants with skin the texture of tree bark. The suspect was there, weaving through a crowd of figures draped in heavy silks and shimmering furs. She reached into her pocket, her fingers brushing against a small, carved whistle she’d recovered from Morris's personal effects after the funeral. It was made of polished ivory—or something that looked like it. She’d never known why he kept it. She slapped it into the giant's hand. He bit it. The crunch of his teeth against the material made Quinn’s skin crawl. He nodded once and pulled the curtain aside. "Welcome to the Veil Market, Detective. Keep your iron tucked away. It's bad for business." The Market was a sensory assault. An abandoned Tube station had been transformed into a bazaar of the impossible. Where the tracks should have been, there were long tables covered in jars of preserved organs that pulsed with a faint, rhythmic light. A vendor with three sets of arms was expertly skinning a creature that looked far too much like a golden retriever with wings. "Fresh sighs! Get your bottled regrets here!" a young girl shouted, her eyes entirely black, clutching a tray of glass vials. Quinn kept her head down, her salt-and-pepper hair plastered to her skull. She spotted the trench coat fifty yards ahead, near a stall draped in distinctive green neon. It was Silas's Bar—the Raven's Nest—or at least a subterranean outpost of it. The sign hummed with a low-frequency vibration that rattled her teeth. She pushed through a group of hooded figures who smelled of wet earth and old parchment. The suspect was talking to a man with short, curly dark brown hair and olive skin. Tomás Herrera. Quinn knew him. Every officer in the borough knew the paramedic who’d lost his license for 'unorthodox' methods. He was currently hunched over the suspect’s arm, his Saint Christopher medallion swinging freely as he worked. "Herrera! Step away from him!" Tomás looked up, his warm brown eyes widening. He didn't run. He just sighed, a weary, practiced sound. The suspect, however, bolted toward a bookshelf at the back of the stall. "Don't do it, Tommy," Quinn warned, her hand finally closing around her Glock. "I’ve got enough on you to bury you under the Shard." "He's bleeding out, Harlow," Tomás said, his voice calm, Spanish-inflected. He pointed to a jagged gash on the suspect’s forearm. The blood wasn't red. It was a shimmering, viscous silver. "You arrest him, he dies in a holding cell. He’s not built for your oxygen." "He’s a murderer." "He's a courier who's been poisoned. There's a difference." The suspect slammed his hand against a specific book on the shelf. The entire unit groaned and swung inward, revealing a hidden back room. He scrambled inside, the darkness swallowing him whole. "Move, Herrera!" Quinn lunged, but Tomás stepped into her path, holding a surgical tray like a shield. "You don't want to go in there." "Is that a threat?" "It's a diagnosis. That room is deeper than this floor. You step through that door without a tether, you might come out in 1924. Or worse, you might come out in pieces." Quinn shoved him aside. "I've heard the ghost stories. I’m done with them." She reached the threshold of the secret room. The air inside didn't just feel cold; it felt heavy, like she was walking into deep water. The suspect was huddled in the corner, but he wasn't alone. Shadows detached themselves from the walls—long, spindly things with too many joints. The suspect looked at Quinn, his eyes leaking that same silver fluid. "You shouldn't have followed," he whispered. His voice sounded like dry leaves skittering across a tombstone. "They were waiting for a fresh soul." One of the shadows elongated, its head tilting at an impossible angle as it sniffed the air. It moved toward Quinn, its fingers—if they were fingers—scraping against the floorboards with a dry, rhythmic click-clack. Quinn raised her weapon. The red dot of the laser sight danced across the shadow's chest, but there was nothing to grip. The light simply passed through and hit the back wall. "Tommy?" Quinn called out, her voice losing its edge for the first time in eighteen years. "I told you," Tomás yelled from the bar, his voice muffled as if he were miles away. "The Market moves at the full moon. It’s starting, Harlow! Get out of there!" The floor beneath Quinn’s boots began to vibrate. Not the vibration of a passing train, but the shudder of something waking up. The walls of the secret room began to stretch, the maps on the wall bleeding ink that turned into black birds, circling the ceiling. The shadow lunged. Quinn fired. The muzzle flash illuminated a face that was a mirror image of her own, only twenty years younger, screaming in a silence that shattered the glass in her watch. The bullet hit the wall behind the creature, and the room suddenly tilted forty-five degrees. She scrambled for purchase, her fingers catching on the edge of the bookshelf. Behind her, the doorway to the Raven's Nest was shrinking. Outside, the neon green light flickered and died. "Harlow, jump!" Tomás reached out a hand, his Saint Christopher medallion glowing with a fierce, white intensity that burned the shadows back. Quinn looked at the suspect. He was being pulled into the floorboards, his silver blood painting a sigil she recognised from Morris’s old files. The same sigil that had been carved into her partner's chest. Common sense screamed at her to run. The detective in her screamed to stay. The secret room let out a thunderous crack, the wood splintering as the entire space began to disconnect from the physical world. The shadows converged. Quinn felt a cold, dead hand wrap around her ankle, pulling her away from the light. She didn't jump. She aimed her gun at the floor and emptied the magazine.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags7
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences27
tagDensity0.259
leniency0.519
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
96.66% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1498
totalAiIsmAdverbs1
found
0
adverb"suddenly"
count1
highlights
0"suddenly"
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)
56.61% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1498
totalAiIsms13
found
0
word"standard"
count2
1
word"familiar"
count1
2
word"velvet"
count1
3
word"glinting"
count1
4
word"fluttered"
count1
5
word"pulsed"
count1
6
word"rhythmic"
count2
7
word"silence"
count1
8
word"shattered"
count1
9
word"flickered"
count1
10
word"intensity"
count1
highlights
0"standard"
1"familiar"
2"velvet"
3"glinting"
4"fluttered"
5"pulsed"
6"rhythmic"
7"silence"
8"shattered"
9"flickered"
10"intensity"
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)
65.64% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount2
hedgeCount4
narrationSentences111
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
1"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences132
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen32
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1483
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions7
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
50.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions49
wordCount1291
uniqueNames20
maxNameDensity1.47
worstName"Quinn"
maxWindowNameDensity3.5
worstWindowName"Quinn"
discoveredNames
Harlow1
Greek1
Street1
London1
Soho1
Morris3
Camden1
Quinn19
Market1
Tube1
Silas1
Bar1
Raven2
Nest2
Herrera1
Saint2
Christopher2
Glock1
Tomás6
Spanish-inflected1
persons
0"Harlow"
1"Morris"
2"Quinn"
3"Silas"
4"Raven"
5"Herrera"
6"Saint"
7"Christopher"
8"Glock"
9"Tomás"
places
0"Greek"
1"Street"
2"London"
3"Soho"
4"Bar"
globalScore0.764
windowScore0.5
64.77% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences88
glossingSentenceCount3
matches
0"looked like he’d been stitched together f"
1"looked like it"
2"sounded like dry leaves skittering across"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.674
wordCount1483
matches
0"Not the vibration of a passing train, but the shudder of something waking up"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences132
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs57
mean26.02
std19.26
cv0.74
sampleLengths
047
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283
332
449
524
62
762
810
956
1046
111
1216
135
1413
1512
168
1752
1847
1923
2015
2165
2221
2352
2432
252
2635
275
2831
2924
3045
313
329
3332
342
3515
367
374
3832
3913
4048
4112
4223
4334
4432
4516
4631
4746
483
4946
86.30% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount6
totalSentences111
matches
0"been stitched"
1"was made"
2"been transformed"
3"was huddled"
4"being pulled"
5"been carved"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount3
totalVerbs225
matches
0"was talking"
1"was walking"
2"was shrinking"
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount7
semicolonCount2
flaggedSentences7
totalSentences132
ratio0.053
matches
0"The gate didn't just open; it dissolved."
1"She thought of the way his eyes had looked when they found him three years ago—wide, terrified, and staring at something no medical examiner could name."
2"It was made of polished ivory—or something that looked like it."
3"It was Silas's Bar—the Raven's Nest—or at least a subterranean outpost of it."
4"The air inside didn't just feel cold; it felt heavy, like she was walking into deep water."
5"Shadows detached themselves from the walls—long, spindly things with too many joints."
6"It moved toward Quinn, its fingers—if they were fingers—scraping against the floorboards with a dry, rhythmic click-clack."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount848
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount16
adverbRatio0.018867924528301886
lyAdverbCount5
lyAdverbRatio0.00589622641509434
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences132
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences132
mean11.23
std6.85
cv0.61
sampleLengths
019
128
23
34
425
53
622
76
83
99
1011
1116
1213
133
1418
157
1615
179
185
1919
202
215
222
2324
245
2526
2610
278
2826
2912
3010
3124
3215
337
341
3516
365
374
388
391
4012
418
424
4314
449
458
4617
4722
4811
497
33.33% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats22
diversityRatio0.29545454545454547
totalSentences132
uniqueOpeners39
31.15% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences107
matches
0"Then he reached into his"
ratio0.009
96.64% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount33
totalSentences107
matches
0"He leaped over a stack"
1"She threw herself forward, her"
2"He banked a sharp left,"
3"She had him."
4"She checked her leather watch."
5"She thought of DS Morris."
6"She thought of the way"
7"She gripped the cold rungs"
8"He was seven feet tall,"
9"He held a hand out,"
10"His eyes were the colour"
11"She reached into her pocket,"
12"It was made of polished"
13"She’d never known why he"
14"She slapped it into the"
15"He bit it."
16"He nodded once and pulled"
17"She spotted the trench coat"
18"It was Silas's Bar—the Raven's"
19"She pushed through a group"
ratio0.308
6.73% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount97
totalSentences107
matches
0"The heavy soles of Harlow’s"
1"The suspect, a wiry man"
2"The man didn't stand."
3"He leaped over a stack"
4"Quinn didn't hesitate."
5"She threw herself forward, her"
6"This wasn't a standard foot"
7"This one seemed to be"
8"He banked a sharp left,"
9"Quinn felt the surge of"
10"She had him."
11"The gate didn't just open;"
12"The metal groaned, turning to"
13"The suspect stepped through the"
14"Quinn skidded to the edge."
15"A vertical maintenance shaft descended"
16"She checked her leather watch."
17"She thought of DS Morris."
18"She thought of the way"
19"She gripped the cold rungs"
ratio0.907
46.73% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences107
matches
0"If she called for backup"
ratio0.009
23.81% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences60
technicalSentenceCount10
matches
0"He leaped over a stack of wooden crates with a grace that felt wrong, his silhouette flickering like a glitching video file against the brickwork."
1"She threw herself forward, her lungs burning with the damp London air, her hand hovering instinctively near the holster at her hip."
2"A heavy, velvet curtain hung across the tunnel's mouth, guarded by a man who looked like he’d been stitched together from three different corpses."
3"He was seven feet tall, wearing a pinstripe waistcoat that strained against his massive frame."
4"The curtain fluttered, revealing a glimpse of a world that shouldn't exist beneath Camden."
5"A vendor with three sets of arms was expertly skinning a creature that looked far too much like a golden retriever with wings."
6"The sign hummed with a low-frequency vibration that rattled her teeth."
7"The walls of the secret room began to stretch, the maps on the wall bleeding ink that turned into black birds, circling the ceiling."
8"The muzzle flash illuminated a face that was a mirror image of her own, only twenty years younger, screaming in a silence that shattered the glass in her watch."
9"Tomás reached out a hand, his Saint Christopher medallion glowing with a fierce, white intensity that burned the shadows back."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags7
uselessAdditionCount3
matches
0"a young girl shouted, her eyes entirely black, clutching a tray of glass vials"
1"Quinn warned, her hand finally closing around her Glock"
2"Tomás said, his voice calm, Spanish-inflected"
0.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags6
fancyCount5
fancyTags
0"a young girl shouted (shout)"
1"Quinn warned (warn)"
2"he whispered (whisper)"
3"Quinn called out (call out)"
4"Tomás yelled (yell)"
dialogueSentences27
tagDensity0.222
leniency0.444
rawRatio0.833
effectiveRatio0.37
71.9456%