Run: 2026-02-20-01KHXPPF335WK7P4S58T035724

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Duration:
47.0s
Cost:
$0.006287
Provider:
Mistral

Model input

System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Mystery 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="4414" name="Eva Kowalski" aliases="Eva, Evie" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Best Friend"> <eyeColor>green</eyeColor> <hair>curly red</hair> <height>5'4"</height> <age>26</age> <glasses>round glasses</glasses> <satchel>worn leather satchel full of books</satchel> <freckles>freckled complexion</freckles> <nervousHabit>tucking hair behind her left ear</nervousHabit> <description>Aurora's childhood friend and an occult researcher.</description> <backstory>Moved to London two years before Aurora and works as a research assistant at the British Museum's restricted archives. She holds a master's degree in Ancient History from Oxford.</backstory> </character> <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> <item id="2004" name="Veil Compass" aliases="the Compass, shadow compass" type="Tool" origin="The Veil Market"> <casingMaterial>small brass compass</casingMaterial> <faceMarkings>face etched with protective sigils</faceMarkings> <needle>points toward the nearest supernatural rift or portal</needle> <patina>casing has a patina of verdigris</patina> <creator>crafted by a Shade artisan</creator> <description>A compass attuned to supernatural energy.</description> </item> </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 mystery genre. A detective arrives at a crime scene in an unusual location. Something is wrong — the evidence doesn't add up. A colleague is present, offering a different interpretation. Through careful observation and deduction, the detective begins to see what others have missed. 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 brass compass needle twitched violently, then spun counterclockwise until it pointed directly at the brick wall. Harlow Quinn didn’t need the Veil Compass to tell her something was wrong—she could smell it. Copper and burnt sugar, the unmistakable stench of recent magic, clung to the damp air of the abandoned Tube station like a second skin. Her torch beam cut through the darkness, illuminating the crime scene tape fluttering weakly in the draft from the tunnels. Someone had strung it up as an afterthought, the plastic ribbon already sagging as if the very walls resisted containment. “You’re late.” Detective Constable Tom Reeves didn’t look up from his notebook, but the tension in his shoulders gave him away. He stood too still, like a man afraid to disturb the air around him. Harlow stepped over the threshold, her boots crunching on something that wasn’t gravel. Tiny, iridescent shards scattered across the platform, catching the light like oil on water. “Glass?” she asked, though she already knew. “Not exactly.” Reeves finally turned, his face half-lit by the flickering fluorescent strip above them. His usual cocky grin was absent, replaced by something tighter, more controlled. “Forensic team’s calling it ‘crystallised residual energy.’ Whatever the hell that means.” Harlow crouched, pinching a fragment between gloved fingers. It dissolved on contact, leaving her skin tingling. “It means we’re not in Kansas anymore, Tom.” She stood abruptly, scanning the platform. The abandoned station—Camden North, according to the faded sign—hadn’t seen passengers in decades, but the graffiti here was fresh. Not the usual tags, though. Symbols. Precise, deliberate markings that made her eyes ache if she stared too long. “Where’s the body?” Reeves exhaled through his nose. “That’s the thing.” “Don’t play games.” “No games.” He jerked his chin toward the far end of the platform, where a cluster of CSIs huddled around something draped in plastic. “There *was* no body. Just… this.” Harlow moved before he finished speaking, her stride eating up the distance. The CSIs parted without a word as she approached, their usual banter silenced. The sheet covered a shape roughly human-sized, but wrong. Too angular. Too *sharp*. She pulled it back. A suit. Not a body—a *suit*. Tailored, charcoal grey, the fabric pristine except for the way it *held* its shape, as if an invisible mannequin wore it. The lapel pin—a silver raven with ruby eyes—gleamed under her torch. Harlow’s stomach twisted. She’d seen that pin before, in a file marked *Classified* and stamped with warnings about “unverified supernatural links.” The suit’s left breast pocket bulged slightly. She reached in. Her fingers brushed cold metal. A pocket watch, its chain tangled around something else—bone? No. A *token*. Small, smooth, etched with the same symbols from the walls. The compass in her palm pulsed once, sharply, as if in recognition. “Bloody hell,” Reeves muttered behind her. “Is that—?” “A bone token.” Harlow’s voice was steady, but her pulse hammered in her throat. “Entry fee for the Veil Market.” “The *what*?” She ignored him, turning the token over. The other side bore an inscription: *For the debt unpaid*. Fresh. The edges hadn’t even begun to yellow. “Someone didn’t just *die* here, Tom. They *vanished*.” Reeves scrubbed a hand over his face. “You’re saying this is a… what, a magical kidnapping?” “Worse.” Harlow straightened, her gaze flicking to the tunnel’s mouth. The air there *shimmered*, like heat haze, but cold. “This isn’t a crime scene. It’s a *gate*.” A beat of silence. Then Reeves laughed, high and strained. “Christ, Quinn. You’ve been reading too many of Eva Kowalski’s books.” The name hit like a physical blow. Harlow’s fingers tightened around the token. *Eva*. The last time she’d seen that name in a file, it had been scrawled in blood on a warehouse wall. The case that had cost her Morris. The case that had *changed* everything. “Kowalski’s not a joke,” she said quietly. “And neither is this.” Reeves’s smile faded. “Look, I get it. You’ve got… *history* with the weird stuff. But we’ve got procedures. Chain of evidence. *Logic*.” Harlow turned slowly, holding up the token. “Then explain this with *logic*, Tom. Explain why there’s no blood, no signs of struggle, but *this*—” she gestured to the suit—“is standing here like the bloke inside it just *stepped out* for a smoke. Explain why my compass”—she shook the Veil Compass, its needle still spinning wildly—“thinks we’re standing in the middle of a bloody *portal*.” Reeves opened his mouth. Closed it. His eyes darted to the tunnel, to the shimmering air, then back to her. “Fine. Let’s say I *entertain* your theory. What’s the play?” Harlow exhaled, sharp. “We don’t touch anything else. We get this entire station locked down, *now*. No one in or out without my say-so. And we find out who this suit belonged to.” She tucked the token into an evidence bag, her mind racing. The Veil Market moved every full moon. If this *was* a gate, and it had been used recently… “Then we pay a visit to the British Museum.” Reeves blinked. “The *what*?” “Eva Kowalski works there.” Harlow’s voice was flat, but her pulse roared in her ears. “And if this is what I think it is, she’s the only one who can tell us what the hell we’re dealing with.” --- The British Museum’s restricted archives smelled of old paper and polished wood, the scent cloying, deliberate—like the place itself was trying to smother secrets under layers of respectability. Harlow’s boots clicked against the marble floor as she followed the archivist down a corridor lined with portraits of dead white men who’d never had to explain *bone tokens* to sceptical colleagues. The archivist—a gaunt man with the posture of someone who’d spent his life bending over manuscripts—paused outside a heavy oak door. “Miss Kowalski is… *particular* about interruptions,” he said, as if this were a warning rather than an apology. Harlow didn’t reply. She knocked once, sharp, then pushed the door open. The room beyond was a disaster. Stacks of books teetered like drunkards, their spines cracked, pages marked with neon tabs. A desk groaned under the weight of a microscope, a half-dissected clockwork mechanism, and what looked suspiciously like a human femur. Eva Kowalski sat cross-legged on the floor amidst it all, surrounded by a circle of salt. Her curly red hair was piled atop her head in a mess of pins, her round glasses slipping down her nose as she squinted at a spread of tarot cards. She didn’t look up. “You’re blocking the energy flow,” Eva said, her voice light, almost cheerful. “Close the door or sit down. Preferably both.” Harlow stepped inside, letting the door swing shut behind her. “Eva.” That got her attention. Eva’s head snapped up, her green eyes widening behind her glasses. For a second, something raw flickered across her face—fear? Guilt?—before she school her features into careful neutrality. “Detective Quinn.” She dusted off her hands, though the salt stuck to her fingers. “This is a surprise. Did you finally get that promotion?” “Cut the shit, Eva.” Harlow tossed the evidence bag onto the desk. The bone token landed with a *click* against the wood. “You recognise this?” Eva didn’t reach for it. Her gaze flicked to the bag, then back to Harlow’s face, searching. “Where did you get that?” “Camden North station. Abandoned platform.” Harlow crossed her arms. “Ring any bells?” A muscle in Eva’s jaw twitched. “That’s not an abandoned platform. It’s a *threshold*.” “Meaning?” Eva exhaled, sharp. “Meaning someone opened a door they shouldn’t have.” She finally stood, brushing salt from her skirt. “And if you found that token there, then whatever walked through isn’t coming back.” Harlow’s skin prickled. “What *is* it?” “A *debt collector*.” Eva’s voice dropped, her usual academic detachment replaced by something darker. “Not the kind that calls your mum. The kind that takes *payment* in memories. In *years*. In *souls*, if you’re stupid enough to owe the wrong people.” The compass pulsed against Harlow’s wrist. “And the suit?” Eva’s fingers whitened around the edge of the desk. “The *what*?” “Charcoal grey. Raven pin. Standing upright, like the bloke inside it just… evaporated.” Eva’s breath hitched. “That’s not a suit. That’s a *shell*.” She grabbed a book from the nearest pile, flipping it open to a woodcut illustration: a hollow, man-shaped husk, its empty sleeves outstretched. “When the Veil Market calls in a debt, it doesn’t just take. It *replaces*. Leaves something behind to keep the balance.” Harlow’s stomach turned. “Replace it with *what*?” Eva’s gaze locked onto hers. “Something that *isn’t him anymore*.” A beat of silence. Then, from the corridor outside, a scream—high, raw, *human*. Harlow was moving before it finished, her hand already going for her sidearm. Eva lunged for a drawer, yanking out a silver dagger etched with the same sigils as the token. “They’re already here,” Eva said, her voice steady, her knuckles white around the hilt. “And if that thing in the suit is what I think it is…” “Spit it out.” Eva met her eyes. “Then we’re not just dealing with a debt collector.” The lights flickered. Shadows stretched unnaturally along the walls, pooling like ink in the corners of the room. “We’re dealing with the *customer*.”
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags20
adverbTagCount2
adverbTags
0"She stood abruptly [abruptly]"
1"she said quietly [quietly]"
dialogueSentences61
tagDensity0.328
leniency0.656
rawRatio0.1
effectiveRatio0.066
87.15% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1556
totalAiIsmAdverbs4
found
0
adverb"very"
count1
1
adverb"slightly"
count1
2
adverb"sharply"
count1
3
adverb"slowly"
count1
highlights
0"very"
1"slightly"
2"sharply"
3"slowly"
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)
32.52% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1556
totalAiIsms21
found
0
word"tension"
count1
1
word"scanning"
count1
2
word"pristine"
count1
3
word"stomach"
count2
4
word"etched"
count2
5
word"pulsed"
count2
6
word"pulse"
count2
7
word"shimmered"
count1
8
word"silence"
count2
9
word"racing"
count1
10
word"marble"
count1
11
word"weight"
count1
12
word"amidst"
count1
13
word"flickered"
count2
14
word"flicked"
count1
highlights
0"tension"
1"scanning"
2"pristine"
3"stomach"
4"etched"
5"pulsed"
6"pulse"
7"shimmered"
8"silence"
9"racing"
10"marble"
11"weight"
12"amidst"
13"flickered"
14"flicked"
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
narrationSentences113
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences113
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences152
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen57
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans40
markdownWords48
totalWords1539
ratio0.031
matches
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1"sharp"
2"suit"
3"held"
4"Classified"
5"token"
6"what"
7"For the debt unpaid"
8"die"
9"vanished"
10"shimmered"
11"gate"
12"Eva"
13"changed"
14"history"
15"Logic"
16"logic"
17"this"
18"stepped out"
19"portal"
20"entertain"
21"now"
22"was"
23"what"
24"bone tokens"
25"particular"
26"click"
27"threshold"
28"is"
29"debt collector"
30"payment"
31"years"
32"souls"
33"what"
34"shell"
35"replaces"
36"what"
37"isn’t him anymore"
38"human"
39"customer"
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions19
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
0.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions60
wordCount1114
uniqueNames16
maxNameDensity1.89
worstName"Harlow"
maxWindowNameDensity5
worstWindowName"Eva"
discoveredNames
Quinn1
Veil3
Compass2
Tube1
Constable1
Tom1
Reeves9
Camden1
North1
Harlow21
Morris1
Market1
British1
Museum1
Kowalski1
Eva14
persons
0"Quinn"
1"Constable"
2"Tom"
3"Reeves"
4"North"
5"Harlow"
6"Morris"
7"Market"
8"Museum"
9"Kowalski"
10"Eva"
places(empty)
globalScore0.557
windowScore0
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences77
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1539
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount2
totalSentences152
matches
0"seen that pin"
1"seen that name"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs53
mean29.04
std24.13
cv0.831
sampleLengths
097
135
234
339
471
58
63
730
842
969
1039
118
1220
132
1433
1516
1627
1721
1858
1922
2064
2130
2271
234
2438
251
2681
2718
2812
2991
3020
3111
3256
3325
3422
3512
3614
371
3833
396
4041
419
4211
4313
4454
457
4610
4744
4827
493
95.95% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount3
totalSentences113
matches
0"been scrawled"
1"been used"
2"was piled"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs193
matches
0"was trying"
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount16
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences11
totalSentences152
ratio0.072
matches
0"Harlow Quinn didn’t need the Veil Compass to tell her something was wrong—she could smell it."
1"The abandoned station—Camden North, according to the faded sign—hadn’t seen passengers in decades, but the graffiti here was fresh."
2"Not a body—a *suit*."
3"The lapel pin—a silver raven with ruby eyes—gleamed under her torch."
4"A pocket watch, its chain tangled around something else—bone?"
5"“Then explain this with *logic*, Tom. Explain why there’s no blood, no signs of struggle, but *this*—” she gestured to the suit—“is standing here like the bloke inside it just *stepped out* for a smoke. Explain why my compass”—she shook the Veil Compass, its needle still spinning wildly—“thinks we’re standing in the middle of a bloody *portal*.”"
6"The British Museum’s restricted archives smelled of old paper and polished wood, the scent cloying, deliberate—like the place itself was trying to smother secrets under layers of respectability."
7"The archivist—a gaunt man with the posture of someone who’d spent his life bending over manuscripts—paused outside a heavy oak door."
8"For a second, something raw flickered across her face—fear?"
9"Guilt?—before she school her features into careful neutrality."
10"Then, from the corridor outside, a scream—high, raw, *human*."
91.14% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount818
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount41
adverbRatio0.05012224938875306
lyAdverbCount13
lyAdverbRatio0.01589242053789731
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences152
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences152
mean10.12
std8.25
cv0.816
sampleLengths
017
116
224
320
420
521
614
713
814
97
1015
1112
1212
138
148
1514
1619
175
181
1913
203
215
223
233
2424
256
2612
2713
289
292
302
314
322
334
3421
3511
363
3725
383
395
409
411
422
4310
4412
456
462
4714
486
492
61.84% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats6
diversityRatio0.39473684210526316
totalSentences152
uniqueOpeners60
97.09% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount3
totalSentences103
matches
0"Then Reeves laughed, high and"
1"Guilt?—before she school her features"
2"Then, from the corridor outside,"
ratio0.029
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount24
totalSentences103
matches
0"Her torch beam cut through"
1"He stood too still, like"
2"she asked, though she already"
3"His usual cocky grin was"
4"It dissolved on contact, leaving"
5"She stood abruptly, scanning the"
6"He jerked his chin toward"
7"She pulled it back."
8"She’d seen that pin before,"
9"She reached in."
10"Her fingers brushed cold metal."
11"She ignored him, turning the"
12"she said quietly"
13"she gestured to the suit—“is"
14"His eyes darted to the"
15"She tucked the token into"
16"he said, as if this"
17"She knocked once, sharp, then"
18"Her curly red hair was"
19"She didn’t look up."
ratio0.233
13.40% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount92
totalSentences103
matches
0"The brass compass needle twitched"
1"Harlow Quinn didn’t need the"
2"Copper and burnt sugar, the"
3"Her torch beam cut through"
4"Someone had strung it up"
5"Detective Constable Tom Reeves didn’t"
6"He stood too still, like"
7"Harlow stepped over the threshold,"
8"she asked, though she already"
9"Reeves finally turned, his face"
10"His usual cocky grin was"
11"Harlow crouched, pinching a fragment"
12"It dissolved on contact, leaving"
13"She stood abruptly, scanning the"
14"The abandoned station—Camden North, according"
15"Reeves exhaled through his nose."
16"He jerked his chin toward"
17"Harlow moved before he finished"
18"The CSIs parted without a"
19"The sheet covered a shape"
ratio0.893
48.54% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences103
matches
0"If this *was* a gate,"
ratio0.01
14.65% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences39
technicalSentenceCount7
matches
0"Someone had strung it up as an afterthought, the plastic ribbon already sagging as if the very walls resisted containment."
1"Harlow stepped over the threshold, her boots crunching on something that wasn’t gravel."
2"Precise, deliberate markings that made her eyes ache if she stared too long."
3"Harlow moved before he finished speaking, her stride eating up the distance."
4"Tailored, charcoal grey, the fabric pristine except for the way it *held* its shape, as if an invisible mannequin wore it."
5"Harlow’s boots clicked against the marble floor as she followed the archivist down a corridor lined with portraits of dead white men who’d never had to explain …"
6"The archivist—a gaunt man with the posture of someone who’d spent his life bending over manuscripts—paused outside a heavy oak door."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags20
uselessAdditionCount6
matches
0"Harlow straightened, her gaze flicking to the tunnel’s mouth"
1"She tucked, her mind racing"
2"he said, as if this were a warning rather than an apology"
3"Eva said, her voice light, almost cheerful"
4"She dusted, though the salt stuck to her fingers"
5"Eva said, her voice steady, her knuckles white around the hilt"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags7
fancyCount2
fancyTags
0"Reeves muttered (mutter)"
1"her pulse roared (roar)"
dialogueSentences61
tagDensity0.115
leniency0.23
rawRatio0.286
effectiveRatio0.066
78.0760%