Run: 2026-02-20-01KHY90Z6JR45NNRS88SQH4XQ4

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Duration:
23.2s
Cost:
$0.001981
Provider:
xAI

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
Detective Harlow Quinn ducked under the yellow tape, her worn leather watch scraping against the rusted railing as she descended the final set of stairs into the abandoned Tube station. The air thickened with the tang of damp stone and something sharper, like singed herbs clinging to her nostrils. Flashlights bobbed ahead, cutting erratic paths through the gloom, but she ignored the uniforms milling about and zeroed in on the body sprawled across the cracked platform. The victim lay face-down, arms splayed in a mockery of surrender, his dark coat pooled around him like spilled ink. Blood had seeped into the grout lines of the tiles, forming jagged runes that no one else seemed to notice. Quinn knelt, gloved fingers hovering over the wounds—three precise slashes across the back, deep enough to sever spine and ribs, yet the edges gleamed unnaturally clean, as if cauterised by heat. "Quinn. You made good time." DS Patel straightened from his crouch nearby, his latex gloves snapping against his wrists. He gestured at the scene with a nod, his voice steady but laced with that forced calm she recognised from too many underground calls. "Bloke's name is Elias Thorne. Dealer in rare books, apparently. No ID on him, but his wallet's empty. Looks like a mugging gone south." She tilted her head, brown eyes narrowing at the wounds. Mugging? The cuts lacked the frenzy of a street fight—no defensive gashes on his hands, no scattered debris from a struggle. Instead, the platform stretched eerily tidy, save for a faint scorch mark trailing from the body towards the shadowed tunnel mouth. Her fingers traced the air above it, feeling a residual warmth that shouldn't linger after hours. "Scorch mark?" She glanced up, her sharp jaw tightening. "You see that?" Patel shrugged, wiping sweat from his brow despite the chill. "Could be from whatever killed him. Knife heated up, maybe? These types carry all sorts—exotic blades from their travels." He pulled back the coat's collar, revealing a tattoo of interlocking circles on the man's neck. "See? Occult tat. Probably into some pagan rubbish. Camden's full of them." Quinn rose, her military bearing snapping her posture straight as she paced the platform's edge. The station reeked of neglect—mouldy water dripped from overhead conduits, echoing like distant footsteps—but something else undercut it: a whisper of ozone, electrical and wrong, buzzing against her skin. She scanned the walls, where faded advertisements for Bovril and Bovis Homes peeled like old skin, but her gaze snagged on a loose tile near the body. Prying it up with her boot heel revealed a glint of brass beneath. She fished it out: a small compass, its casing patinaed with verdigris, face etched with swirling sigils that twisted under her flashlight beam. The needle quivered, not north, but towards the tunnel—erratic, as if fighting an invisible current. "What's that?" Patel leaned in, his breath fogging the air. "His lucky charm? Explains the tats." "Not lucky." Quinn turned the device in her palm, the metal cool now, but the sigils pulsed faintly, warming her glove. She recalled a case from years back—whispers of black markets peddling trinkets like this, attuned to things the Met dismissed as folklore. Her partner's disappearance flickered in her mind, unexplained shadows in Bristol fog, but she shoved it down. Focus. "This isn't standard issue. Points to... disturbances. Rifts, if the rumours hold." Patel snorted, crossing his arms. "Rifts? Come on, Quinn. You're sounding like those conspiracy nutters. Man's stabbed, wallet nicked—classic opportunist hit. Tunnel's a dead end; no one's coming through there without a torch and a death wish. Forensics already swept for prints. Nothing." She pocketed the compass, ignoring his scoff, and edged towards the tunnel mouth. The beam of her torch sliced through the darkness, illuminating rusted tracks slick with condensation. But midway, it caught on something anomalous: a ripple in the air, like heat haze over asphalt, distorting the far wall. She blinked, stepped closer. The ripple widened into a gash, faint edges shimmering with iridescent flecks— not blood, but something metallic, like pulverised silver. "Patel. Get over here." Her voice cut sharp, boots scraping gravel as she advanced. The ozone scent intensified, stinging her throat, and a low hum vibrated through the soles of her shoes. He joined her, torch joining hers. "Bloody hell. Graffiti? Some spray paint residue?" "No." She crouched again, peering into the anomaly. Up close, it wasn't flat—tendrils of shadow curled within, coiling like smoke from an unseen fire. She extended a gloved hand, fingers brushing the edge. A jolt raced up her arm, not pain, but a pull, as if the air itself hungered. The compass in her pocket thrummed in response, needle spinning wildly. Patel's torch wavered. "Quinn, back off. Could be gas leak or—" A soft footfall echoed from behind, heels clicking on tile. Quinn whipped around, hand instinctively dropping to her holster, but relaxed a fraction at the sight of the woman approaching—curly red hair framing round glasses, a worn leather satchel slung over one shoulder, freckles stark under the harsh lights. "Eva Kowalski." Quinn's tone flattened, recognition mixing with irritation. The occult researcher from the British Museum's archives, childhood friend to that wildcard Aurora Vale—part of the clique Quinn had been tailing for months. "This is a restricted scene." Eva tucked a curl behind her left ear, green eyes flicking to the body before settling on the tunnel. "Heard about Thorne on the scanner. Museum gets calls for this sort of... expertise." She adjusted her satchel, the weight of books inside shifting with a muffled thud. "You're wasting time on mugging theories. Look at the slashes—too even, cauterised. Not a blade." Patel bristled. "And you are?" "Consultant." Eva's voice carried that Oxford lilt, precise and unyielding, sentences clipping short like footnotes in a thesis. "Thorne wasn't random. He sourced from the Veil Market. That compass? Attuned to portals. Points to rifts—tears between here and... elsewhere." Quinn's jaw clenched. The Veil Market—rumours of an underground bazaar in places like this, peddling enchanted rubbish under Camden's streets. She'd dismissed it as urban myth until whispers linked it to missing persons, her partner's case gnawing at the edges. "Evidence?" Eva knelt by the scorch mark, pulling a small notebook from her satchel. Her fingers traced the air, mimicking Quinn's earlier gesture. "Sigils on the tiles—protective wards, botched. Someone forced a breach here. Thorne triggered it, maybe bartered wrong. The market moves every full moon, bone token entry. He had one." She nodded at the body's clenched fist, where a sliver of bone protruded from his sleeve cuff, carved with faint etchings. Patel shook his head. "Bone token? This is a crime scene, not a ghost story hour." Quinn ignored him, snatching Eva's notebook. Pages filled with sketches—interlocking circles matching the tattoo, annotations in cramped script: "Shade artisan craft. Verdigris patina indicates recent activation." Her pulse quickened. The compass's warmth spread through her pocket, syncing with the hum from the tunnel. "If this is a portal..." Eva met her gaze, tucking another curl away, her freckles tightening with a nervous tic. "It is. And it's unstable. Thorne's blood activated it—see the runes? They're feeding on the residue. If it widens..." Quinn stepped back, mind racing through the inconsistencies. No struggle, because no attacker—something emerged. The clean cuts: claws, not knife. Empty wallet? Distraction, or payment exacted. The ripple wasn't haze; it was a door, ajar. Her partner's file flashed—unexplained shadows, a similar hum reported by witnesses. This wasn't a mugging. This was an incursion. "Seal the area. No one in or out." Quinn barked at Patel, who hesitated before nodding to the uniforms. She turned to Eva. "You know more about this market than you're saying. Talk." Eva's lips thinned. "Not here. It's not safe. The rift—it's calling." As if summoned, the hum swelled, the air in the tunnel warping further. Shadows detached from the walls, slithering towards the platform like oil on water. Quinn drew her sidearm, the metal cold against her palm, while Eva's hand plunged into her satchel, emerging with a chalk stub. The first shadow tendril lashed out, coiling around Thorne's ankle. His body twitched, eyes snapping open—milky, vacant, but fixed on Quinn with unnatural hunger.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
70.97% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags13
adverbTagCount2
adverbTags
0"He pulled back [back]"
1"She crouched again [again]"
dialogueSentences31
tagDensity0.419
leniency0.839
rawRatio0.154
effectiveRatio0.129
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1391
totalAiIsmAdverbs0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
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)
0.00% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1391
totalAiIsms29
found
0
word"gloom"
count1
1
word"traced"
count2
2
word"warmth"
count2
3
word"chill"
count1
4
word"echoing"
count1
5
word"footsteps"
count1
6
word"whisper"
count1
7
word"scanned"
count1
8
word"glint"
count1
9
word"etched"
count1
10
word"quivered"
count1
11
word"charm"
count1
12
word"pulsed"
count1
13
word"flickered"
count1
14
word"standard"
count1
15
word"vibrated"
count1
16
word"raced"
count1
17
word"wavered"
count1
18
word"footfall"
count1
19
word"echoed"
count1
20
word"stark"
count1
21
word"weight"
count1
22
word"lilt"
count1
23
word"jaw clenched"
count1
24
word"pulse"
count1
25
word"quickened"
count1
26
word"racing"
count1
highlights
0"gloom"
1"traced"
2"warmth"
3"chill"
4"echoing"
5"footsteps"
6"whisper"
7"scanned"
8"glint"
9"etched"
10"quivered"
11"charm"
12"pulsed"
13"flickered"
14"standard"
15"vibrated"
16"raced"
17"wavered"
18"footfall"
19"echoed"
20"stark"
21"weight"
22"lilt"
23"jaw clenched"
24"pulse"
25"quickened"
26"racing"
66.67% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches2
maxInWindow2
found
0
label"clenched jaw/fists"
count1
1
label"jaw/fists clenched"
count1
highlights
0"clenched fist"
1"jaw clenched"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences78
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences78
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences96
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen51
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1369
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions6
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
83.33% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions46
wordCount1063
uniqueNames19
maxNameDensity1.32
worstName"Quinn"
maxWindowNameDensity2.5
worstWindowName"Quinn"
discoveredNames
Harlow1
Quinn14
Tube1
Patel8
Bovril1
Bovis1
Homes1
Met1
Bristol1
British1
Museum1
Aurora1
Vale1
Oxford1
Veil1
Market1
Camden1
Eva8
Thorne1
persons
0"Harlow"
1"Quinn"
2"Patel"
3"Homes"
4"Met"
5"Museum"
6"Camden"
7"Eva"
8"Thorne"
places
0"Bristol"
1"British"
2"Oxford"
globalScore0.841
windowScore0.833
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences64
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"as if fighting an invisible current"
0.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches3
per1kWords2.191
wordCount1369
matches
0"not north, but towards the tunnel"
1"not blood, but something metallic, like pulverised silver"
2"not pain, but a pull, as if the air itself hungered"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences96
matches
0"carried that Oxford"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs31
mean44.16
std22.71
cv0.514
sampleLengths
076
171
267
368
412
557
684
738
816
973
1043
1173
1232
1313
1461
1511
1649
1738
1862
195
2039
2141
2272
2316
2448
2534
2654
2733
2811
2948
3024
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
totalVerbs195
matches(empty)
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount15
semicolonCount2
flaggedSentences16
totalSentences96
ratio0.167
matches
0"Quinn knelt, gloved fingers hovering over the wounds—three precise slashes across the back, deep enough to sever spine and ribs, yet the edges gleamed unnaturally clean, as if cauterised by heat."
1"The cuts lacked the frenzy of a street fight—no defensive gashes on his hands, no scattered debris from a struggle."
2"The station reeked of neglect—mouldy water dripped from overhead conduits, echoing like distant footsteps—but something else undercut it: a whisper of ozone, electrical and wrong, buzzing against her skin."
3"The needle quivered, not north, but towards the tunnel—erratic, as if fighting an invisible current."
4"She recalled a case from years back—whispers of black markets peddling trinkets like this, attuned to things the Met dismissed as folklore."
5"\"Rifts? Come on, Quinn. You're sounding like those conspiracy nutters. Man's stabbed, wallet nicked—classic opportunist hit. Tunnel's a dead end; no one's coming through there without a torch and a death wish. Forensics already swept for prints. Nothing.\""
6"The ripple widened into a gash, faint edges shimmering with iridescent flecks— not blood, but something metallic, like pulverised silver."
7"Up close, it wasn't flat—tendrils of shadow curled within, coiling like smoke from an unseen fire."
8"Quinn whipped around, hand instinctively dropping to her holster, but relaxed a fraction at the sight of the woman approaching—curly red hair framing round glasses, a worn leather satchel slung over one shoulder, freckles stark under the harsh lights."
9"The occult researcher from the British Museum's archives, childhood friend to that wildcard Aurora Vale—part of the clique Quinn had been tailing for months."
10"The Veil Market—rumours of an underground bazaar in places like this, peddling enchanted rubbish under Camden's streets."
11"Pages filled with sketches—interlocking circles matching the tattoo, annotations in cramped script: \"Shade artisan craft. Verdigris patina indicates recent activation.\" Her pulse quickened."
12"No struggle, because no attacker—something emerged."
13"The ripple wasn't haze; it was a door, ajar."
14"Her partner's file flashed—unexplained shadows, a similar hum reported by witnesses."
15"His body twitched, eyes snapping open—milky, vacant, but fixed on Quinn with unnatural hunger."
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1078
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"ahead, cutting erratic paths"
adverbCount21
adverbRatio0.01948051948051948
lyAdverbCount7
lyAdverbRatio0.006493506493506494
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences96
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences96
mean14.26
std9.36
cv0.656
sampleLengths
030
119
227
320
420
531
619
724
824
910
101
1120
1221
1316
149
153
1610
1735
1812
1915
2029
2127
2213
2323
2415
2510
266
2721
2822
2917
301
3112
325
3338
3413
3515
3621
374
3820
3914
4018
416
427
438
4416
459
4617
4711
483
498
74.31% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats2
diversityRatio0.4583333333333333
totalSentences96
uniqueOpeners44
45.05% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences74
matches
0"Instead, the platform stretched eerily"
ratio0.014
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount22
totalSentences74
matches
0"He gestured at the scene"
1"She tilted her head, brown"
2"Her fingers traced the air"
3"She glanced up, her sharp"
4"He pulled back the coat's"
5"She scanned the walls, where"
6"She fished it out: a"
7"She recalled a case from"
8"Her partner's disappearance flickered in"
9"She pocketed the compass, ignoring"
10"She blinked, stepped closer."
11"Her voice cut sharp, boots"
12"He joined her, torch joining"
13"She crouched again, peering into"
14"She extended a gloved hand,"
15"She adjusted her satchel, the"
16"She'd dismissed it as urban"
17"Her fingers traced the air,"
18"She nodded at the body's"
19"Her partner's file flashed—unexplained shadows,"
ratio0.297
0.54% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount68
totalSentences74
matches
0"Detective Harlow Quinn ducked under"
1"The air thickened with the"
2"Flashlights bobbed ahead, cutting erratic"
3"The victim lay face-down, arms"
4"Blood had seeped into the"
5"Quinn knelt, gloved fingers hovering"
6"DS Patel straightened from his"
7"He gestured at the scene"
8"She tilted her head, brown"
9"The cuts lacked the frenzy"
10"Her fingers traced the air"
11"She glanced up, her sharp"
12"Patel shrugged, wiping sweat from"
13"He pulled back the coat's"
14"Quinn rose, her military bearing"
15"The station reeked of neglect—mouldy"
16"She scanned the walls, where"
17"She fished it out: a"
18"The needle quivered, not north,"
19"Patel leaned in, his breath"
ratio0.919
67.57% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences74
matches
0"As if summoned, the hum"
ratio0.014
59.80% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences43
technicalSentenceCount5
matches
0"Quinn knelt, gloved fingers hovering over the wounds—three precise slashes across the back, deep enough to sever spine and ribs, yet the edges gleamed unnatural…"
1"Her fingers traced the air above it, feeling a residual warmth that shouldn't linger after hours."
2"The needle quivered, not north, but towards the tunnel—erratic, as if fighting an invisible current."
3"She'd dismissed it as urban myth until whispers linked it to missing persons, her partner's case gnawing at the edges."
4"Eva met her gaze, tucking another curl away, her freckles tightening with a nervous tic."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags13
uselessAdditionCount5
matches
0"DS Patel straightened, his latex gloves snapping against his wrists"
1"She glanced up, her sharp jaw tightening"
2"Patel leaned in, his breath fogging the air"
3"Quinn's tone flattened, recognition mixing with irritation"
4"She adjusted, the weight of books inside shifting with a muffled thud"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags1
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"Quinn barked (bark)"
dialogueSentences31
tagDensity0.032
leniency0.065
rawRatio1
effectiveRatio0.065
74.7409%