Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY81WYYC8KED1R457JSKW8P

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Duration:
22.7s
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$0.002098
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xAI

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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
Harlow Quinn shoved the rusted grate aside with her boot, the screech of metal on concrete echoing down the derelict platform like a warning shot. Her torch beam sliced through the gloom, catching the sprawl of chalk outlines and scattered evidence markers that turned the abandoned Tube station into a macabre grid. Beneath Camden's bustling streets, this forgotten stretch of the Northern Line had become a tomb, and the metallic tang of blood hung heavy in the stale air. She straightened, her worn leather watch catching on the edge of her coat as she adjusted her stance. Military precision guided her steps—heel to toe, deliberate—past the first cluster of forensics techs snapping photos of shattered vials and singed fabric scraps. The victim lay just beyond, a middle-aged man in a threadbare tweed jacket, his throat torn open not by a blade but by something jagged, unnatural. Clawed, perhaps. Or worse. "Quinn." DS Patel emerged from the shadows near the old ticket booth, his face slick with sweat despite the chill. He clutched a clipboard like a shield, his tie loosened in that habitual way that screamed long hours. "You made good time. Thought the bone token entry might slow you down." Harlow ignored the jab, her brown eyes narrowing on the body. She crouched beside it, gloved fingers hovering over the wounds without touching. The edges wept a dark, viscous fluid that didn't quite match arterial spray—too thick, too slow to congeal. "Who found him?" "Some vagrant scavenging the tunnels. Called it in anonymous, but uniform traced the line to a payphone near the lock-up. Says he saw 'shadows moving wrong' before bolting." Patel shifted his weight, glancing at the techs. "Preliminary: drug deal gone south. Look at the setup—alchemical vials smashed, residue everywhere. Probably a bad batch of whatever these Veil peddlers cook up." She tilted her head, the closely cropped salt-and-pepper strands brushing her sharp jaw. Alchemical. That word always slithered into these cases like an afterthought, but Patel treated it like mundane contraband. Her gaze drifted to the man's clenched fist. Protruding from his rigid fingers: a small brass compass, its casing etched with faint sigils that gleamed under her light. Verdigris patina clung to the edges, and the needle quiverednot north, but toward the cracked wall behind the body, where shadows pooled unnaturally deep. "Veil Compass," she murmured, snapping a photo with her phone before Patel could lean in. "Not your garden-variety junk. This points to rifts, portals. Supernatural energy." Patel snorted, rubbing his chin. "Come on, guv. It's a trinket from the market upstairs. These lot sell anything for a quick quid—enchanted baubles, banned potions. Bloke probably owed someone, got his throat slit in the scuffle. Forensics'll confirm blade marks soon enough." Harlow rose, her height giving her the edge as she fixed him with a stare. She paced the platform's edge, torch sweeping the faded adverts peeling from the tiles: ghosts of Bovril and Brylcreem, now witnesses to something far grimmer. The air hummed faintly, a vibration she felt in her teeth, like the ghost of a train long derailed. Her partner, Morris, had chased leads like this three years back—unexplained deaths laced with the uncanny—until he vanished into thin air during a raid she still couldn't piece together. She knelt again, this time by the smashed vials. Shards glittered like broken stars, but the residue inside shimmered iridescent, not the dull powder of street chems. A whiff hit her: ozone mixed with something feral, like wet fur and lightning. "Blade marks?" She traced a gash on the man's arm. The tear widened at the base, feathering out as if whatever inflicted it had phased through flesh, not cut it. "This isn't a knife. Look—edges are frayed, like acid etched them. And the pooling. Blood should've sprayed the wall three metres back. Instead, it's all here, contained around the body." Patel crouched beside her, clipboard forgotten. "Containment? You mean like a ritual circle? Quinn, that's occult bollocks. We've got prints from three sets of boots—size tens, fresh treads. Fight, struggle, one of 'em panics and finishes the job. Occam's razor, yeah?" Her jaw tightened. Occam. If only. She pulled a evidence bag from her pocket and scooped a sample of the residue, the powder clinging to her glove like reluctant secrets. "Boots don't explain the compass. Needle's locked on that wall." She nodded toward it, stepping closer. The platform ended abruptly there, bricked up decades ago when the line shut down, but the mortar wept fine cracks, dust sifting like hourglass sand. Her torch revealed faint scratches along the seams—not random vandalism, but deliberate: interlocking symbols, angular and looping, pulsing faintly as if alive. She pressed a palm to the bricks. Cold seeped through, but beneath it, a warmth throbbed, irregular, like a second pulse. "Patel, get the techs over here. This isn't a wall. It's a seal." He hesitated, then barked orders. The team shuffled in, lights blooming brighter, but Harlow tuned them out. Her mind raced through the fragments: the market's schedule, moving every full moon to evade raids; the bone tokens required for entry, carved from who-knew-what; whispers from informants about rifts bleeding into the mundane world. The Veil Market wasn't just a black market—it was a nexus, where the supernatural brushed Earth's underbelly. And this station, buried deep, had always reeked of it. "Seal for what?" Patel muttered, peering at the symbols. "Looks like graffiti to me. Kids from Camden, high on their own supply." Harlow traced one sigil with her finger, the line glowing briefly under her touch. A jolt shot up her arm—static, or something more. Memories flickered: Morris's last case file, pages smeared with similar marks, his notes scrawled in frantic haste about "things not meant to cross." She'd dismissed it then, buried in grief and protocol. But now, the pieces clawed free. "Not kids." She straightened, voice low. "This is warding. Old craft, Shade work maybe. Keeps something in—or out." She glanced back at the body. The man's eyes stared glassily upward, but in the torchlight, his pupils seemed elongated, slitted. Not human. Or not anymore. Patel paled. "Shade? As in those market myths? Quinn, you're chasing ghosts. The victim's ID says Elias Thorne—small-time fence, known for peddling info on the occult circuit. No record of anything... otherworldly." "Otherworldly's your word for it." She pulled out her notebook, sketching the sigil's curve. "Thorne didn't die in a brawl. He triggered something. Compass was in his hand— he knew the rift was active. Look at the positioning: body's dragged here, post-mortem. Killer—or whatever—meant to stage it, but botched the cleanup." The team murmured as they dusted the wall, but Harlow stepped back, circling the scene. Sensory ghosts assailed her: the faint sizzle of residue on her glove, the way the air thickened near the bricks, pressing like an unseen crowd. She recalled Eva Kowalski's offhand warnings during their last briefing—Eva, that freckled researcher with her curly red hair and endless satchel of tomes, who'd cornered her at the museum with tales of rifts destabilizing. "They're not myths, Detective. Portals thin where the Veil frays. Camden's rotten with them." Patel waved a tech over. "Guv, the wounds—lab's rushing it, but early scans show no blade residue. Just... tissue displacement. Like it was pulled apart from inside." "Exactly." Harlow's pulse quickened. Displacement. Morris's autopsy had read the same—organs shifted, as if yanked by invisible strings. She approached the wall again, the compass's needle now spinning lazily in the bag at her feet. "Thorne wasn't fencing info. He was guarding it. Someone breached the seal, used the rift to..." A low rumble vibrated through the platform, dust cascading from the ceiling in fine veils. The techs froze, torches jittering. Patel gripped his clipboard tighter. "Earthquake? Subsidence?" Harlow's hand went to her holster. "No." The sigils flared brighter, crimson light seeping through the cracks like blood from a fresh cut. The air warped, a heat haze rising, carrying the stench of brimstone and decay. The compass needle snapped taut, embedding toward the wall with a metallic ping. She drew her sidearm, the weight familiar in her grip. "Back up. All of you." The bricks groaned, mortar crumbling as the wall bowed outward. A fissure split the centre, wide enough to glimpse swirling darkness beyond—not empty, but alive with writhing shapes that whispered in no language she knew. Patel shouted for evac, but Harlow held her ground, eyes locked on the emerging form: elongated limbs, eyes like oil slicks, claws scraping the edge of reality. It lunged.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags12
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"She glanced back [back]"
dialogueSentences28
tagDensity0.429
leniency0.857
rawRatio0.083
effectiveRatio0.071
96.56% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1455
totalAiIsmAdverbs1
found
0
adverb"lazily"
count1
highlights
0"lazily"
80.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (17 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found
0"Patel"
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
7.22% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1455
totalAiIsms27
found
0
word"echoing"
count1
1
word"gloom"
count1
2
word"macabre"
count1
3
word"shattered"
count1
4
word"chill"
count1
5
word"traced"
count3
6
word"weight"
count2
7
word"etched"
count2
8
word"quivered"
count1
9
word"uncanny"
count1
10
word"shimmered"
count1
11
word"warmth"
count1
12
word"throbbed"
count1
13
word"pulse"
count2
14
word"raced"
count1
15
word"flickered"
count1
16
word"otherworldly"
count2
17
word"quickened"
count1
18
word"vibrated"
count1
19
word"cascading"
count1
20
word"familiar"
count1
highlights
0"echoing"
1"gloom"
2"macabre"
3"shattered"
4"chill"
5"traced"
6"weight"
7"etched"
8"quivered"
9"uncanny"
10"shimmered"
11"warmth"
12"throbbed"
13"pulse"
14"raced"
15"flickered"
16"otherworldly"
17"quickened"
18"vibrated"
19"cascading"
20"familiar"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches1
maxInWindow1
found
0
label"clenched jaw/fists"
count1
highlights
0"clenched fist"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells1
narrationSentences78
matches
0"d in grief"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences78
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences94
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen40
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1425
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions8
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
83.33% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions37
wordCount1047
uniqueNames16
maxNameDensity1.05
worstName"Patel"
maxWindowNameDensity2.5
worstWindowName"Patel"
discoveredNames
Quinn1
Tube1
Camden1
Northern1
Line1
Patel11
Bovril1
Brylcreem1
Morris3
Harlow9
Veil1
Market1
Earth1
Eva2
Kowalski1
Displacement1
persons
0"Quinn"
1"Camden"
2"Line"
3"Patel"
4"Morris"
5"Harlow"
6"Earth"
7"Eva"
8"Kowalski"
places(empty)
globalScore0.975
windowScore0.833
66.67% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences60
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"quite match arterial spray—too thick, too slow to congeal"
1"seemed elongated slitted"
0.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches4
per1kWords2.807
wordCount1425
matches
0"not by a blade but by something jagged, unnatural"
1"not north, but toward the cracked wall behind the body"
2"not random vandalism, but deliberate: interlocking symbols, angular"
3"not empty, but alive with writhing shapes"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences94
matches(empty)
94.72% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs27
mean52.78
std25.41
cv0.482
sampleLengths
079
171
251
344
460
583
626
743
888
9101
1041
1193
1234
1379
1422
1561
1644
1732
1851
1988
2027
2151
2227
2350
2415
2562
262
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences78
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs187
matches(empty)
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount12
semicolonCount2
flaggedSentences11
totalSentences94
ratio0.117
matches
0"Military precision guided her steps—heel to toe, deliberate—past the first cluster of forensics techs snapping photos of shattered vials and singed fabric scraps."
1"The edges wept a dark, viscous fluid that didn't quite match arterial spray—too thick, too slow to congeal."
2"Verdigris patina clung to the edges, and the needle quivered—not north, but toward the cracked wall behind the body, where shadows pooled unnaturally deep."
3"Her partner, Morris, had chased leads like this three years back—unexplained deaths laced with the uncanny—until he vanished into thin air during a raid she still couldn't piece together."
4"Her torch revealed faint scratches along the seams—not random vandalism, but deliberate: interlocking symbols, angular and looping, pulsing faintly as if alive."
5"Her mind raced through the fragments: the market's schedule, moving every full moon to evade raids; the bone tokens required for entry, carved from who-knew-what; whispers from informants about rifts bleeding into the mundane world."
6"The Veil Market wasn't just a black market—it was a nexus, where the supernatural brushed Earth's underbelly."
7"A jolt shot up her arm—static, or something more."
8"She recalled Eva Kowalski's offhand warnings during their last briefing—Eva, that freckled researcher with her curly red hair and endless satchel of tomes, who'd cornered her at the museum with tales of rifts destabilizing."
9"Morris's autopsy had read the same—organs shifted, as if yanked by invisible strings."
10"A fissure split the centre, wide enough to glimpse swirling darkness beyond—not empty, but alive with writhing shapes that whispered in no language she knew."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1064
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount33
adverbRatio0.03101503759398496
lyAdverbCount11
lyAdverbRatio0.010338345864661654
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences94
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences94
mean15.16
std9.68
cv0.639
sampleLengths
025
127
227
318
423
526
62
72
820
918
1013
1111
1212
1318
143
1536
1624
1713
181
1917
208
2120
2224
2315
2411
255
2638
2715
2825
2919
3029
319
3218
3314
3410
3520
3630
376
3835
393
401
412
4224
4316
4425
4522
467
4714
4813
495
85.82% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats1
diversityRatio0.5212765957446809
totalSentences94
uniqueOpeners49
0.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount0
totalSentences69
matches(empty)
ratio0
80.87% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount24
totalSentences69
matches
0"Her torch beam sliced through"
1"She straightened, her worn leather"
2"He clutched a clipboard like"
3"She crouched beside it, gloved"
4"She tilted her head, the"
5"Her gaze drifted to the"
6"she murmured, snapping a photo"
7"She paced the platform's edge,"
8"Her partner, Morris, had chased"
9"She knelt again, this time"
10"She traced a gash on"
11"Her jaw tightened."
12"She pulled a evidence bag"
13"She nodded toward it, stepping"
14"Her torch revealed faint scratches"
15"She pressed a palm to"
16"He hesitated, then barked orders."
17"Her mind raced through the"
18"She straightened, voice low"
19"She glanced back at the"
ratio0.348
10.72% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount62
totalSentences69
matches
0"Harlow Quinn shoved the rusted"
1"Her torch beam sliced through"
2"She straightened, her worn leather"
3"Military precision guided her steps—heel"
4"The victim lay just beyond,"
5"DS Patel emerged from the"
6"He clutched a clipboard like"
7"Harlow ignored the jab, her"
8"She crouched beside it, gloved"
9"The edges wept a dark,"
10"Patel shifted his weight, glancing"
11"She tilted her head, the"
12"That word always slithered into"
13"Her gaze drifted to the"
14"Verdigris patina clung to the"
15"she murmured, snapping a photo"
16"Patel snorted, rubbing his chin."
17"Harlow rose, her height giving"
18"She paced the platform's edge,"
19"The air hummed faintly, a"
ratio0.899
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences69
matches(empty)
ratio0
29.22% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences44
technicalSentenceCount7
matches
0"Her torch beam sliced through the gloom, catching the sprawl of chalk outlines and scattered evidence markers that turned the abandoned Tube station into a maca…"
1"The edges wept a dark, viscous fluid that didn't quite match arterial spray—too thick, too slow to congeal."
2"Protruding from his rigid fingers: a small brass compass, its casing etched with faint sigils that gleamed under her light."
3"Her torch revealed faint scratches along the seams—not random vandalism, but deliberate: interlocking symbols, angular and looping, pulsing faintly as if alive."
4"Her mind raced through the fragments: the market's schedule, moving every full moon to evade raids; the bone tokens required for entry, carved from who-knew-wha…"
5"She recalled Eva Kowalski's offhand warnings during their last briefing—Eva, that freckled researcher with her curly red hair and endless satchel of tomes, who'…"
6"A fissure split the centre, wide enough to glimpse swirling darkness beyond—not empty, but alive with writhing shapes that whispered in no language she knew."
41.67% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags12
uselessAdditionCount2
matches
0"DS Patel emerged, his face slick with sweat despite the chill"
1"She straightened, voice low"
78.57% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags2
fancyCount2
fancyTags
0"she murmured (murmur)"
1"Patel muttered (mutter)"
dialogueSentences28
tagDensity0.071
leniency0.143
rawRatio1
effectiveRatio0.143
71.8457%