Run: 2026-02-19-01KHTYN0TAS8MD00M4EAG74YAP

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Duration:
16.9s
Cost:
$0.006640
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 industrial plastic of a bin bag burst under Harlow Quinn’s boot, spraying foul-smelling grey water across her trousers as she rounded the corner of Pratt Street. Her suspect was fast. Too fast for a man who had allegedly been nursing a pint in a Camden pub ten minutes ago. Ahead, the hooded figure vaulted a stack of wooden pallets with a fluid, predatory grace that made the hair on Harlow’s neck prickle. She didn't shout. Shouting was for uniformed officers and films. Harlow just tightened her grip on her radio and pushed her lungs until they burned. The rain didn't fall so much as it drowned the air. It turned the neon glows of the high street into smeared oil paintings of pink and electric blue. Harlow’s salt-and-pepper hair, usually cropped with military precision, sat plastered to her forehead. She checked the worn leather watch on her left wrist. Three minutes since the chase began. "Suspect heading south toward the canal," she grunted into the lapel mic. "Male, dark clothing. Moves like a bloody gymnast." The figure didn't head for the water. He veered sharp right, skidding through a gap in a chain-link fence that led toward the skeletal remains of a long-abandoned Tube entrance. Harlow didn't hesitate. She hit the fence hard, the metal rattling against her shoulder, and squeezed through the jagged tear in the wire. The air changed instantly. The roar of London’s night traffic muffled into a low, rhythmic thrumming, replaced by the heavy scent of ozone and something metallic—like a mouth full of copper pennies. "Stop! Police!" The man paused at the top of a crumbling concrete staircase. He turned his head, just enough for the flickering streetlamp to catch a glimpse of a pale jawline and eyes that seemed to reflect too much light. Then, he vanished into the dark maw of the station. Harlow reached the edge of the stairs. This wasn't on the official maps. The station had been sealed in the forties, a deep-level shelter that never saw the light of day again. But the padlock on the heavy iron gate had been snapped. Not cut—snapped, the thick steel twisted like a dry twig. She flicked her torch on. The beam sliced through a haze of dust and damp. "Detective Quinn?" the radio crackled. "We're losing your signal. What's your 20?" "Entering the Camden Vaults. Send backup to the Mornington Crescent perimeter." "Harlow, wait for—" Static swallowed the rest. She shoved the radio into her belt and stepped onto the first stair. The concrete was slick with a black, viscous algae. As she descended, the temperature rose. It wasn't the humid heat of a summer night, but a dry, stifling warmth that smelled of incense, old parchment, and charred meat. At the bottom of the third flight, the narrow tunnel opened into a cavernous concourse. Harlow killed her torch. She didn't need it. The Veil Market pulsed with a sickly, subterranean light. It was a fever dream of commerce. Hundreds of lanterns hung from the rusted girders of the ceiling, casting long, dancing shadows against the tiled walls. Stalls built from salvaged scrap wood and velvet drapes lined the old platforms. This was the legendary underground market, the place where the things that shouldn't exist traded in things that shouldn't be bought. Harlow’s hand moved instinctively to the holster at her hip. She stood on the edge of the crowd, a grey ghost in a world of impossible colour. "Token." The voice was raspy, coming from a figure shrouded in a coat made of iridescent crow feathers. A withered hand extended from the sleeve, palm upward. "I'm a police officer," Harlow said, her voice echoing with a sharp, authoritative ring that felt entirely out of place here. "Police of the heights," the Crow-man hissed. "Their law ends at the first step. Token. Or the Market takes its pound of flesh." Harlow looked past him. Her suspect was weaving through a crowd of people who weren't quite people—tall, spindly things in silk suits and bent figures carrying jars of glowing liquid. He was heading for a stall draped in heavy black lace. She reached into her pocket. Her fingers brushed a small, hard object she’d taken from a crime scene three months ago. A bone token. A jagged piece of ivory carved with a weeping eye. She’d kept it as evidence, never realizing it was a passport. She dropped the bone into the Crow-man’s palm. He clutched it to his chest and melted back into the shadows. Harlow pushed into the throng. The noises were a cacophony of clicking tongues, low chants, and the sizzle of alchemical fires. She passed a shop window filled with jars of human memories, shimmering like trapped dragonflies. Next to it, a butcher’s stall displayed cuts of meat that seemed to twitch under the lamplight. "Looking for a cure, Detective?" A man stepped into her path. He had warm brown eyes and short, curly dark hair that shimmered under the amber lanterns. He wore a Saint Christopher medallion over a faded tactical vest. "Herrera," Quinn said, her sharp jaw tightening. "I should arrest you for practicing without a licence. Among other things." Tomás Herrera offered a sad, lopsided smile. He gestured to the scar running along his left forearm. "This isn't the NHS, Harlow. And you’re a long way from the Yard. Who are you chasing? You look like you’ve seen a ghost." "A murderer. He came through here. Tall, hooded, moves like a shadow." Tomás’s expression shifted. The warmth vanished from his eyes, replaced by a guarded, professional stillness. "You need to turn around. This isn't your playground. If you catch him here, you can't take him back. The Market won't let its guests be abducted by the Crown." "I don't care about the Market’s rules. He killed a girl in King’s Cross. He’s coming with me." "He’s not a man, Harlow." Tomás stepped closer, his voice dropping to a whisper. "The things you don't understand could fill the Thames. You’re still looking for fingerprints and DNA. Down here, we look for echoes and blood-debts." Harlow pushed past him, her shoulder brushing his chest. "I’ll stick to the fingerprints. They don't lie." She spotted the suspect. He was standing at the edge of a deep pit where the tracks used to be. He was talking to a woman whose skin looked like weathered marble. She handed him a small, ornate lead box. Quinn didn't wait. She broke into a sprint, shoving through a group of hooded figures who smelled of formaldehyde. "Police! Don't move!" The suspect spun around. Under the hood, his face was a void—no features, just a smooth, pale surface like an uncarved mask. He clutched the box to his chest and leapt. He didn't jump to the tracks; he leapt upward, grabbing a rusted light fixture and swinging himself onto a narrow maintenance catwalk twenty feet above the floor. Harlow didn't think. She grabbed the edge of a stall’s roof, hauled herself up, and scrambled toward a vertical ladder. Her boots hammered against the iron rungs. The catwalk groaned under her weight. It was a narrow, terrifying strip of perforated steel that shuddered with every footfall. Below, the Market continued its frantic, eerie trade, the patrons barely looking up at the chase. "Nowhere to go!" Harlow yelled. The suspect reached a dead end where the catwalk had collapsed into a tangle of rebar and wire. He turned, the lead box humming with a low, vibrating frequency that Harlow could feel in her teeth. He spoke, but no mouth moved. The voice crawled directly into Harlow’s skull, cold and oily. "The Detective who seeks the truth of DS Morris." Harlow froze. The name of her dead partner hit her harder than a physical blow. "What do you know about Morris?" "He tasted of salt and regret," the thing hissed. "He saw behind the veil. Just as you are doing now. Do you want to know what he saw before the water took him?" The thing held out the lead box. It began to crack open, a sliver of blinding, violet light leaking through the seam. "Harlow, get down!" Tomás’s voice rang out from below, but it was too late. The suspect didn't attack. He dropped the box. As the lead casing hit the steel catwalk, it shattered. A shockwave of pure, distorted sound ripped through the air, turning the world into a kaleidoscope of screaming colours. The steel beneath Harlow’s feet buckled. The catwalk groaned, a high-pitched scream of shearing metal, and then the bolts holding it to the wall snapped. Harlow felt the sickening lurch of gravity. She reached for a pipe, her fingers slipping on the wet grease. As she fell, she saw the suspect. He wasn't fleeing. He was gliding down after her, his featureless face inches from hers in the air, his long, thin fingers reaching for her throat. The Market screamed below. The lanterns flickered and died. Harlow hit the velvet canopy of a spice stall, the fabric tearing with the sound of a gunshot, and plummeted into the darkness of the lower pits.
created_at"2026-02-19T12:40:29.267Z" 2/19/2026, 12:40:29 PM
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags8
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences28
tagDensity0.286
leniency0.571
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1540
totalAiIsmAdverbs0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
100.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (17 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
22.08% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1540
totalAiIsms24
found
0
word"electric"
count1
1
word"rhythmic"
count1
2
word"maw"
count1
3
word"flicked"
count1
4
word"warmth"
count2
5
word"pulsed"
count1
6
word"dancing"
count1
7
word"velvet"
count2
8
word"echoing"
count1
9
word"silk"
count1
10
word"cacophony"
count1
11
word"shimmered"
count1
12
word"whisper"
count1
13
word"echoes"
count1
14
word"marble"
count1
15
word"weight"
count1
16
word"footfall"
count1
17
word"could feel"
count1
18
word"shattered"
count1
19
word"kaleidoscope"
count1
20
word"lurch"
count1
21
word"flickered"
count1
highlights
0"electric"
1"rhythmic"
2"maw"
3"flicked"
4"warmth"
5"pulsed"
6"dancing"
7"velvet"
8"echoing"
9"silk"
10"cacophony"
11"shimmered"
12"whisper"
13"echoes"
14"marble"
15"weight"
16"footfall"
17"could feel"
18"shattered"
19"kaleidoscope"
20"lurch"
21"flickered"
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
narrationSentences114
matches(empty)
92.73% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount3
narrationSentences114
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)
analyzedSentences134
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen30
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1527
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions7
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
66.67% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions42
wordCount1270
uniqueNames15
maxNameDensity1.57
worstName"Harlow"
maxWindowNameDensity3
worstWindowName"Harlow"
discoveredNames
Harlow20
Quinn3
Pratt1
Street1
Camden1
Tube1
London1
Static1
Veil1
Market3
Crow-man2
Saint1
Christopher1
Tomás4
Herrera1
persons
0"Harlow"
1"Quinn"
2"Static"
3"Market"
4"Crow-man"
5"Saint"
6"Christopher"
7"Tomás"
8"Herrera"
places
0"Pratt"
1"Street"
2"Camden"
3"London"
globalScore0.713
windowScore0.667
63.79% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences87
glossingSentenceCount3
matches
0"quite people—tall, spindly things in silk suits and bent figures carrying jars of glowing liquid"
1"meat that seemed to twitch under the lamplight"
2"looked like weathered marble"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1527
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences134
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs56
mean27.27
std17.78
cv0.652
sampleLengths
028
171
258
320
453
532
62
748
853
915
1012
1111
123
1355
1423
159
1660
1727
181
1926
2021
2123
2241
2345
2420
2553
265
2733
2819
2941
3012
3145
3218
3338
3417
3540
3619
373
3858
3927
4036
415
4236
4316
449
4521
4633
4722
483
4911
99.11% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount2
totalSentences114
matches
0"been sealed"
1"been snapped"
7.69% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount6
totalVerbs208
matches
0"was weaving"
1"was heading"
2"was standing"
3"was talking"
4"wasn't fleeing"
5"was gliding"
36.25% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount4
semicolonCount1
flaggedSentences5
totalSentences134
ratio0.037
matches
0"The roar of London’s night traffic muffled into a low, rhythmic thrumming, replaced by the heavy scent of ozone and something metallic—like a mouth full of copper pennies."
1"Not cut—snapped, the thick steel twisted like a dry twig."
2"Her suspect was weaving through a crowd of people who weren't quite people—tall, spindly things in silk suits and bent figures carrying jars of glowing liquid."
3"Under the hood, his face was a void—no features, just a smooth, pale surface like an uncarved mask."
4"He didn't jump to the tracks; he leapt upward, grabbing a rusted light fixture and swinging himself onto a narrow maintenance catwalk twenty feet above the floor."
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1282
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"short, curly dark hair"
adverbCount27
adverbRatio0.02106084243369735
lyAdverbCount11
lyAdverbRatio0.00858034321372855
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences134
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences134
mean11.4
std6.92
cv0.608
sampleLengths
028
14
219
323
43
57
615
711
818
913
1010
116
1212
138
147
1523
163
1720
184
1928
202
2111
2227
2310
247
256
2619
2711
2810
295
3010
315
327
3311
343
354
3613
379
386
3923
4015
414
424
439
447
4519
4613
4721
4810
4917
41.04% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats12
diversityRatio0.29850746268656714
totalSentences134
uniqueOpeners40
59.52% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount2
totalSentences112
matches
0"Too fast for a man"
1"Then, he vanished into the"
ratio0.018
70.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount42
totalSentences112
matches
0"Her suspect was fast."
1"She didn't shout."
2"It turned the neon glows"
3"She checked the worn leather"
4"she grunted into the lapel"
5"He veered sharp right, skidding"
6"She hit the fence hard,"
7"He turned his head, just"
8"She flicked her torch on."
9"She shoved the radio into"
10"It wasn't the humid heat"
11"She didn't need it."
12"It was a fever dream"
13"She stood on the edge"
14"Her suspect was weaving through"
15"He was heading for a"
16"She reached into her pocket."
17"Her fingers brushed a small,"
18"She’d kept it as evidence,"
19"She dropped the bone into"
ratio0.375
18.04% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount99
totalSentences112
matches
0"The heavy industrial plastic of"
1"Her suspect was fast."
2"She didn't shout."
3"Shouting was for uniformed officers"
4"Harlow just tightened her grip"
5"The rain didn't fall so"
6"It turned the neon glows"
7"Harlow’s salt-and-pepper hair, usually cropped"
8"She checked the worn leather"
9"she grunted into the lapel"
10"The figure didn't head for"
11"He veered sharp right, skidding"
12"Harlow didn't hesitate."
13"She hit the fence hard,"
14"The air changed instantly."
15"The roar of London’s night"
16"The man paused at the"
17"He turned his head, just"
18"Harlow reached the edge of"
19"This wasn't on the official"
ratio0.884
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences112
matches(empty)
ratio0
47.62% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences60
technicalSentenceCount8
matches
0"Ahead, the hooded figure vaulted a stack of wooden pallets with a fluid, predatory grace that made the hair on Harlow’s neck prickle."
1"He veered sharp right, skidding through a gap in a chain-link fence that led toward the skeletal remains of a long-abandoned Tube entrance."
2"It wasn't the humid heat of a summer night, but a dry, stifling warmth that smelled of incense, old parchment, and charred meat."
3"This was the legendary underground market, the place where the things that shouldn't exist traded in things that shouldn't be bought."
4"Her suspect was weaving through a crowd of people who weren't quite people—tall, spindly things in silk suits and bent figures carrying jars of glowing liquid."
5"Next to it, a butcher’s stall displayed cuts of meat that seemed to twitch under the lamplight."
6"He had warm brown eyes and short, curly dark hair that shimmered under the amber lanterns."
7"It was a narrow, terrifying strip of perforated steel that shuddered with every footfall."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags8
uselessAdditionCount2
matches
0"Quinn said, her sharp jaw tightening"
1"Tomás stepped, his voice dropping to a whisper"
7.14% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags6
fancyCount4
fancyTags
0"she grunted (grunt)"
1"the Crow-man hissed (hiss)"
2"Harlow yelled (yell)"
3"the thing hissed (hiss)"
dialogueSentences28
tagDensity0.214
leniency0.429
rawRatio0.667
effectiveRatio0.286
70.8561%