Run: 2026-02-20-01KHYA6C11X72YE5773PMC0QQC

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Duration:
9.3s
Cost:
$0.000910
Provider:
Mistral

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System
You are an expert and award-winning novel writer in the dark Thriller genre. Your readers are hooked on your stories and can't wait to read the book you have in store. <important> - MUST: Start each chapter in medias res (in the middle of action). AVOID talking about the weather, time of day, the position of the sun, or other boring stuff. - The instructions/summary are just a that, a summary. Feel free to add details, stretch sections and add interesting transitions/descriptions/fillers. - When called for it, have fast-paced action, but otherwise take things slow. This is an experience, and not for people with short attention spans. Enjoy the wine, not slurp Red Bull. - Add descriptions when transitioning places/times/etc, or when coming by new places (e.g. a corner shop, a cafe, etc.). But remember: NOT at the start or end of a chapter. - MUST: AVOID ending in internal monologue, reminiscing or waiting for the next day. A good chapter end is when we're ending right when shit hits the fan. We want to have the reader be excited for what comes next. So no reminiscing, contemplating or summarizing the day. It's popcorn time! </important>
User/Human
Take into account the following glossary of characters/locations/items/lore... when writing your response: <codex> <character id="4416" name="Detective Harlow Quinn" aliases="Quinn, Detective Quinn, Harlow" pronouns="she/her" species="Human" storyRole="Antagonist"> <eyeColor>brown</eyeColor> <hair>closely cropped salt-and-pepper</hair> <height>5'9"</height> <age>41</age> <jawline>sharp jaw</jawline> <watch>worn leather watch on her left wrist</watch> <bearing>military precision</bearing> <description>A Metropolitan Police detective with 18 years of decorated service who suspects the clique is involved in criminal activity.</description> <backstory>She lost her partner, DS Morris, during a case three years ago under unexplained circumstances that had supernatural origins she doesn't yet understand.</backstory> </character> <character id="4417" name="Tomás Herrera" aliases="Tommy, Tomás, Herrera" pronouns="he/him" species="Human" storyRole="Support"> <eyeColor>warm brown</eyeColor> <hair>short curly dark brown</hair> <height>5'10"</height> <age>29</age> <skinTone>olive skin</skinTone> <scar>scar running along his left forearm from a knife attack</scar> <medallion>Saint Christopher medallion around his neck</medallion> <birthplace>Seville, Spain</birthplace> <description>A former paramedic who provides off-the-books medical care for the clique.</description> <backstory>Born in Seville, Spain. He moved to London to work for the NHS but lost his license after administering unauthorized treatments to supernatural patients.</backstory> </character> <location id="854" name="The Raven's Nest" aliases="the Nest, Raven, Silas' bar" realm="Earth"> <signColor>distinctive green neon sign above the entrance</signColor> <secretRoom>hidden back room accessible through a bookshelf, used for clandestine meetings</secretRoom> <description>A dimly lit bar in Soho, London. The walls are covered with old maps and black-and-white photographs.</description> </location> <location id="856" name="The Veil Market" aliases="Veil Market, the Market, underground market" realm="Earth"> <currentLocation>abandoned Tube station beneath Camden</currentLocation> <entryRequirement>bone token</entryRequirement> <schedule>moves locations every full moon</schedule> <description>A hidden supernatural black market that sells enchanted goods, banned alchemical substances, and information.</description> </location> </codex> <proseGuidelines> <styleGuide> - Write in past tense and use British English spelling and grammar - Keep a Flesch reading ease score of 60 - Respect the the Royal Order of Adjectives: The order is: opinion, size, age, shape, color, origin, material, purpose, followed by the noun itself (e.g., "a lovely little old rectangular green French silver whittling knife") - Respect the ablaut reduplication rule (e.g. tick-tock, flip-flop) - Write in active voice - Passive voice: <bad>The book was read by Sarah.</bad> - Active voice: <good>Sarah read the book.</good> - Reduce the use of passive verbs - <bad>For a moment, I was tempted to throw in the towel.</bad> - <good>For a moment, I felt tempted to throw in the towel.</good> - Avoid misplaced modifiers that can cause confusion when starting with "-ing" words: - <bad>Considering going to the store, the empty fridge reflected in Betty's eyes.</bad> - <good>Betty stared into the empty fridge. It was time to go to the store.</good> - Avoid redundant adverbs that state the obvious meaning already contained in the verb: - <bad>She whispered quietly to her mom.</bad> - <good>She whispered to her mom.</good> - Use stronger, more descriptive verbs over weak ones: - <bad>Daniel drove quickly to his mother's house.</bad> - <good>Daniel raced to his mother's house.</good> - Omit adverbs that don't add solid meaning like "extremely", "definitely", "truly", "very", "really": - <bad>The movie was extremely boring.</bad> - <good>The movie was dull.</good> - Use adverbs to replace clunky phrasing when they increase clarity: - <bad>He threw the bags into the corner in a rough manner.</bad> - <good>He threw the bags into the corner roughly.</good> - Avoid making simple thoughts needlessly complex: - <bad>After I woke up in the morning the other day, I went downstairs, turned on the stove, and made myself a very good omelet.</bad> - <good>I cooked a delicious omelet for breakfast yesterday morning.</good> - Never backload sentences by putting the main idea at the end: - <bad>I decided not to wear too many layers because it's really hot outside.</bad> - <good>It's sweltering outside today, so I dressed light.</good> - Omit nonessential details that don't contribute to the core meaning: - <bad>It doesn't matter what kind of coffee I buy, where it's from, or if it's organic or not—I need to have cream because I really don't like how the bitterness makes me feel.</bad> - <good>I add cream to my coffee because the bitter taste makes me feel unwell.</good> - Always follow the "show, don't tell" principle. For instance: - Telling: <bad>Michael was terribly afraid of the dark.</bad> - Showing: <good>Michael tensed as his mother switched off the light and left the room.</good>- Telling: <bad>I walked through the forest. It was already Fall, and I was getting cold.</bad> - Showing: <good>Dry orange leaves crunched under my feet. I pulled my coat's collar up and rubbed my hands together.</good>- Add sensory details (sight, smell, taste, sound, touch) to support the "showing" (but keep an active voice) - <bad>The room was filled with the scent of copper.</bad> - <good>Copper stung my nostrils. Blood. Recent.</good> - Use descriptive language more sporadically. While vivid descriptions are engaging, human writers often use them in bursts rather than consistently throughout a piece. When adding them, make them count! Like when we transition from one location to the next, or someone is reminiscing their past, or explaining a concept/their dream... - Avoid adverbs and clichés and overused/commonly used phrases. Aim for fresh and original descriptions. - Avoid writing all sentences in the typical subject, verb, object structure. Mix short, punchy sentences with long, descriptive ones. Drop fill words to add variety. Like so: <good>Locked. Seems like someone doesn't want his secrets exposed. I can work with that.</good> - Convey events and story through dialogue. It is important to keep a unique voice for every character and make it consistent. - Write dialogue that reveals characters' personalities, motivations, emotions, and attitudes in an interesting and compelling manner - Leave dialogue unattributed. If needed, only use "he/she said" dialogue tags and convey people's actions or face expressions through their speech. Dialogue always is standalone, never part of a paragraph. Like so: - <bad>"I don't know," Helena said nonchalantly, shrugging her shoulders</bad> - <good>"No idea" "Why not? It was your responsibility"</good> - Avoid boring and mushy dialog and descriptions, have dialogue always continue the action, never stall or include unnecessary fluff. Vary the descriptions to not repeat yourself. Avoid conversations that are just "Let's go" "yes, let's" or "Are you ready?" "Yes I'm ready". Those are not interesting. Think hard about every situtation and word of text before writing dialogue. If it doesn't serve a purpose and it's just people talking about their day, leave it. No one wants to have a normal dinner scene, something needs to happen for it to be in the story. Words are expensive to print, so make sure they count! - Put dialogue on its own paragraph to separate scene and action. - Use body language to reveal hidden feelings and implied accusations- Imply feelings and thoughts, never state them directly - NEVER use indicators of uncertainty like "trying" or "maybe" - NEVER use em-dashes, use commas for asides instead </styleGuide> <voiceGuide> Each character in the story needs to have distinct speech patterns: - Word choice preferences - Sentence length tendencies - Cultural/educational influences - Verbal tics and catchphrases Learn how each person talks and continue in their style, and use their Codex entries as reference. <examples> - <bad>"We need to go now." "Yes, we should leave." "I agree."</bad> <good>"Time's up." "Indeed, our departure is rather overdue." "Whatever, let's bounce."</good> - Power Dynamic Example: <bad> "We need to discuss the contract." "Yes, let's talk about it." "I have concerns." </bad> <good> "A word about the contract." "Of course, Mr. Blackwood. Whatever you need." "The terms seem..." A manicured nail tapped the desk. "Inadequate." "I can explain every-" "Can you?" </good> </examples> </voiceGuide> <dialogueFlow> When writing dialogue, consider that it usually has a goal in mind, which gives it a certain flow. Make dialogue sections also quite snappy in the back and forth, and don't spread the lines out as much. It's good to have details before, after, or as a chunk in-between, but we don't want to have a trail of "dialogue breadcrumbs" spread throughout a conversation. <examples> - Pattern 1 - Question/Deflection/Revelation: <good> "Where were you last night?" "Work. The usual." "Lipstick's an interesting shade for spreadsheets." </good> - Pattern 2 - Statement/Contradiction/Escalation: <good> "Your brother's clean." "Tommy doesn't touch drugs." "I'm holding his tox screen." </good> - Pattern 3 - Observation/Denial/Truth: <good> "That's a new watch." "Birthday gift." "We both know what birthdays mean in this business." </good> - Example - A Simple Coffee Order: <bad> "I'll have a coffee." "What size?" "Large, please." </bad> <good> "Black coffee.""Size?""Large. Been a long night." "That bodega shooting?" "You watch too much news." "My brother owns that store." </good> This short exchange: - Advances plot (reveals connection to crime) - Shows character (cop working late) - Creates tension (unexpected connection) - Sets up future conflict (personal stake) - Example - Dinner Scene: <bad> "Pass the salt." "Here you go." "Thanks." </bad> <good> "Salt?" "Perfect as is. Mother's recipe." "Mother always did prefer... bland things." "Unlike your first wife?" </good> - Example - Office Small Talk: <bad> "Nice weather today." "Yes, very nice." "Good for golf." </bad> <good> "Perfect golf weather." "Shame about your membership." "Temporary suspension. Board meets next week." "I know. I called the vote." </good> </examples> </dialogueFlow> <subtextGuide> - Layer dialogue with hidden meaning: <bad>"I hate you!" she yelled angrily.</bad> <good>"I made your favorite dinner." The burnt pot sat accusingly on the stove.</good> - Create tension through indirect communication: <bad>"Are you cheating on me?"</bad> <good>"Late meeting again?" The lipstick stain on his collar caught the light.</good> <examples> - Example 1 - Unspoken Betrayal: <bad> "Did you tell them about our plans?" "No, I would never betray you." "I don't believe you." </bad> <good> "Funny. Johnson mentioned our expansion plans today." "The market's full of rumors." "Mentioned the exact numbers, actually." The pen in his hand snapped. </good> - Example 2 - Failed Marriage: <bad> "You're never home anymore." "I have to work late." "I miss you." </bad> <good> "Your dinner's in the microwave. Again." "Meetings ran long." "They always do." She folded the same shirt for the third time. </good> - Example 3 - Power Struggle: <bad> "You can't fire me." "I'm the boss." "I'll fight this." </bad> <good> "That's my father's nameplate you're sitting behind." "Was." "The board meeting's on Thursday." </good> </examples> </subtextGuide> <sceneDetail> While writing dialogue makes things more fun, sometimes we need to add detail to not have it be a full on theatre piece. <examples> - Example A (Power Dynamic Scene) <good> "Where's my money?" The ledger snapped shut. "I need more time." "Interesting." He pulled out a familiar gold pocket watch. My mother's. "Time is exactly what you bargained with last month." "That was different-" "Was it?" The watch dangled between us. "Four generations of O'Reillys have wound this every night. Your mother. Your grandmother. Your great-grandmother.Shall we see who winds it next?" </good> - Example B (Action Chase) It's much better to be in the head of the character experiencing it, showing a bit of their though-process, mannerisms and personality: <good> Three rules for surviving a goblin chase in Covent Garden: Don't run straight. Don't look back. Don't let them herd you underground. I broke the first rule at Drury Lane. Rookie mistake. The fruit cart I dodged sailed into the wall behind me. Glass shattered. Someone screamed about insurance. *Tourist season's getting rough*, the scream seemed to say. Londoners adapt fast. "Oi! Market's closed!" The goblin's accent was pure East End. They're evolving. Learning. I spotted the Warren Street tube station sign ahead. *Shit.* There went rule three. </good> - Example C (Crime Scene Investigation) <good> "Greek." Davies snapped photos of the symbols. "No, wait. Reverse Greek." "Someone's been watching too many horror films." I picked up a receipt from the floor. Occult supply shop in Camden. Paid by credit card. *Amateur hour*. "Could be dangerous though," Davies said. "Remember Bristol?" "Bristol was Sanskrit. And actual cultists." I pointed to the nearest symbol. "This genius wrote 'darkness' backwards but used a Sigma instead of an S. It's summoning Instagram followers at best." "Speaking of followers..." Davies pointed to heavy foot traffic in the dust. Multiple sets. All new trainers. *Ah.* "Anyone check local uni paranormal societies?" </good> - Example D (Dialogue-heavy) <good> "Found your card in her wallet." The detective slid it across the table. Worn edges. Folded corner. Three years old at least. "Standard practice. I work missing persons." "Funny thing about missing persons.Eventually they stop being missing. Turn up in the Thames. Under motorways. In pieces." "I don't-" "You found four last year. All breathing." She opened a file. "This would've been your first dead one. If we hadn't found her first." The card felt heavier somehow. </good> </examples> </sceneDetail> <sceneOpenings> KEY RULE: Never open with more than one paragraph of description, no matter how beautiful. Description should be earned through action and dialogue. Instead of opening with setting description, open with: - A character doing something specific - A line of dialogue that raises questions - An unexpected observation - A moment of tension or conflict - Start with a hook that's 1-2 sentences maximum - Follow with a smaller paragraph that provides immediate context - Vary paragraph size from the start to create visual interest </sceneOpenings> </proseGuidelines> Write a chapter based on the following instructions: <instructions> Write a fully fleshed out scene of at least 1000 words in the thriller genre. A detective is pursuing a suspect through rain-soaked city streets at night. The chase takes them from the street level down into an underground market. The detective must decide whether to follow the suspect into unfamiliar and potentially dangerous territory. Use the codex entries above as your world reference for characters and setting. Only include the prose of the scene without any markdown or commentary. </instructions>

Model response

AI
--- The alleyway reeked of wet concrete and something older, something that clung to the air like the scent of a damp library after a fire. Quinn’s boots splashed through a puddle that had collected at the base of a rusted fire escape, the water dark with something she didn’t want to identify. The neon glow of a flickering streetlamp cast long, jagged shadows across the brick walls, turning the rain into a thousand tiny, glinting daggers. *Tomás Herrera.* The name hissed through her mind like a blade being drawn. She’d seen him in the Raven’s Nest, standing too close to the back room’s hidden door, his fingers brushing the edge of the bookshelf like he knew exactly where the latch was hidden. His medallion had glinted under the dim light, a relic from a faith that didn’t belong in London’s underbelly. And now he was running. Quinn’s gloved hand tightened around the grip of her sidearm, the weight familiar, reassuring. She wasn’t chasing a criminal. She was chasing a man who knew things he wasn’t supposed to. Things about the clique. Things about the disappearances. Things about the way her partner’s last case had ended with a body in a shallow grave and a whisper of something that wasn’t human. A figure darted around the corner ahead, moving with the fluidity of a man who knew these streets like the back of his hand. Quinn’s pulse spiked. *Too fast. Too sure.* She broke into a jog, her breath already rough in her throat. The rain hammered down, turning the cobblestones slick beneath her boots. She could hear him now—barely, just the rhythmic *thud-thud* of his footsteps, muffled by the downpour. She rounded the corner just as he vanished into the mouth of an alley. No time to hesitate. Quinn lunged forward, her shoulder slamming into the wall as she skidded to a stop. The alley was narrow, the walls slick with rain. A flickering streetlamp cast long, wavering shadows, and for a heartbeat, she thought she saw something move in the darkness—a glint of metal, a flash of something silver. Her stomach twisted. *Not just rainwater in those puddles.* “Herrera,” she called, her voice cutting through the rain. “You’re coming with me.” No answer. Just the distant *clatter* of his boots receding. She exhaled sharply, her breath fogging in the cold air. The alley opened into a wider street, but the figure was already gone. Quinn’s fingers twitched toward her radio, but she knew it would be useless. The clique had eyes everywhere. If Herrera had slipped through their fingers once, he’d do it again. She turned left, following the path he’d taken. The streets of Soho at night were a labyrinth of neon and shadows, the hum of distant traffic drowned out by the rain. She passed a closed pub, its windows boarded up, the scent of stale beer and damp wood clinging to the air. A figure stood under the awning, watching her. Quinn didn’t slow down. She knew that look—the same one she’d seen in the eyes of every cop who’d ever lied to her face. She ducked into a side street, her boots splashing through a deeper puddle. The water lapped at her ankles, cold and unrelenting. She could feel the weight of the city pressing in around her, the buildings looming like silent sentinels. The rain had picked up, the droplets now stinging her skin like tiny needles. She wiped her face with the back of her glove, her vision blurring for a second. Then she saw it—a flicker of movement in the darkness. A figure darting between the shadows, moving with the same effortless grace as Herrera. Quinn’s instincts flared. *Not him. Someone else.* She followed, her pulse hammering in her throat. The streets twisted and turned, the rain obscuring her vision. She could hear the distant wail of a siren, the sound swallowed by the downpour. She rounded a corner and nearly collided with a man leaning against a wall, his arms crossed, his expression unreadable. He was tall, broad-shouldered, his dark hair slicked back from his face. A scar ran down the side of his jaw, a reminder of a fight he’d won but hadn’t forgotten. Quinn didn’t hesitate. She grabbed his arm and yanked him into the shadows. “You’re not Herrera,” she said, her voice low and sharp. The man didn’t flinch. “No.” “Then who the hell are you?” “A friend.” Quinn’s grip tightened. “I don’t have time for games.” The man’s eyes flickered to something over her shoulder. Quinn turned just in time to see Herrera’s silhouette disappearing into the mouth of an alley. The man cursed under his breath. “He’s heading for the Market.” “The Veil Market?” Quinn’s stomach dropped. She’d heard the whispers, the rumors—an underground bazaar where the supernatural traded in secrets and sins. A place where the rules of the city didn’t apply. “That’s the one.” Quinn didn’t hesitate. She shoved the man away and took off after Herrera, her boots pounding against the wet pavement. The alley opened into a narrow passage, the walls slick with rain. She could hear the distant hum of voices, the murmur of a market that shouldn’t exist. The air grew heavier, thick with the scent of damp earth and something older, something that made her skin prickle. She rounded a corner and nearly stumbled into a group of figures huddled in the shadows. They turned as one, their faces obscured by hoods and masks. Quinn’s hand went to her weapon, but she didn’t draw it. Not yet. She needed answers, not a shootout in the dark. “Where’s Herrera?” she demanded, her voice cutting through the silence. One of the figures stepped forward, his face half-hidden by the brim of his hat. “You’re not supposed to be here.” Quinn’s jaw tightened. “I’m here because someone’s running from me. And I don’t like being chased.” The figure hesitated. “He went down.” “Down where?” “Below.” Quinn didn’t wait for an explanation. She turned and ran, her boots splashing through the puddles, the rain hammering down around her. The passage opened into a narrow staircase, the steps slick with rain. She took them two at a time, her heart hammering in her chest. The air grew colder, the scent of damp earth and something older, something that made her skin crawl. She reached the bottom and found herself in a narrow tunnel, the walls slick with moisture. The distant glow of lights flickered ahead, casting long, wavering shadows. She could hear the murmur of voices, the clink of glass, the occasional burst of laughter. The Veil Market. Quinn’s fingers twitched toward her weapon. She wasn’t alone in this. Not anymore. She was in the heart of the beast, and she had no idea what she was walking into. She took a deep breath and stepped forward, her boots echoing against the wet stone. The market stretched out before her, a labyrinth of stalls and shadows. Figures moved through the crowd, their faces obscured by masks and hoods. The air was thick with the scent of incense and something older, something that made her skin prickle. And then she saw him. Herrera stood in the center of the market, his back to her, his hands raised in the air. Around him, a circle of figures had formed, their faces hidden in the shadows. They were chanting, their voices a low, rhythmic hum that sent a shiver down her spine. Quinn’s fingers tightened around the grip of her weapon. She wasn’t here to play by their rules. She was here to bring Herrera in, to find out what he knew, to uncover the truth about the clique and the disappearances. She stepped forward, her boots splashing through the puddles, the rain hammering down around her. The chanting grew louder, the figures turning to face her. Herrera’s eyes met hers, and for a heartbeat, she saw something in them—fear, maybe, or something worse. Then the lights flickered, and the market plunged into darkness.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags4
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences16
tagDensity0.25
leniency0.5
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
96.29% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1346
totalAiIsmAdverbs1
found
0
adverb"sharply"
count1
highlights
0"sharply"
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)
0.00% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1346
totalAiIsms30
found
0
word"glinting"
count1
1
word"weight"
count2
2
word"familiar"
count1
3
word"grave"
count1
4
word"whisper"
count1
5
word"pulse"
count2
6
word"rhythmic"
count2
7
word"footsteps"
count1
8
word"wavering"
count2
9
word"glint"
count1
10
word"stomach"
count2
11
word"could feel"
count1
12
word"looming"
count1
13
word"sentinels"
count1
14
word"flicker"
count1
15
word"effortless"
count1
16
word"unreadable"
count1
17
word"reminder"
count1
18
word"flickered"
count3
19
word"pounding"
count1
20
word"silence"
count1
21
word"echoing"
count1
22
word"down her spine"
count1
highlights
0"glinting"
1"weight"
2"familiar"
3"grave"
4"whisper"
5"pulse"
6"rhythmic"
7"footsteps"
8"wavering"
9"glint"
10"stomach"
11"could feel"
12"looming"
13"sentinels"
14"flicker"
15"effortless"
16"unreadable"
17"reminder"
18"flickered"
19"pounding"
20"silence"
21"echoing"
22"down her spine"
33.33% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches3
maxInWindow3
found
0
label"stomach dropped/sank"
count1
1
label"air was thick with"
count1
2
label"sent a shiver through"
count1
highlights
0"stomach dropped"
1"The air was thick with"
2"sent a shiver down"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences109
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences109
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences121
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen33
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans6
markdownWords18
totalWords1338
ratio0.013
matches
0"Tomás Herrera."
1"Too fast. Too sure."
2"thud-thud"
3"Not just rainwater in those puddles."
4"clatter"
5"Not him. Someone else."
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions4
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
66.67% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions35
wordCount1276
uniqueNames10
maxNameDensity1.33
worstName"Quinn"
maxWindowNameDensity3
worstWindowName"Quinn"
discoveredNames
Raven1
Nest1
London1
Herrera8
Soho1
One1
Veil1
Market1
Quinn17
Things3
persons
0"Nest"
1"Herrera"
2"Market"
3"Quinn"
places
0"Raven"
1"London"
2"Soho"
globalScore0.834
windowScore0.667
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences83
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1338
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences121
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs38
mean35.21
std27.91
cv0.793
sampleLengths
01
176
22
368
464
570
679
713
863
984
1070
1164
1264
1310
145
156
162
179
1836
1932
203
2168
2249
2310
2421
2516
266
272
281
2965
3046
3131
3257
335
3448
3540
3642
3710
98.83% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount2
totalSentences109
matches
0"being drawn"
1"was hidden"
37.40% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount5
totalVerbs205
matches
0"was running"
1"wasn’t chasing"
2"was chasing"
3"was walking"
4"were chanting"
1.18% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount6
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences6
totalSentences121
ratio0.05
matches
0"She could hear him now—barely, just the rhythmic *thud-thud* of his footsteps, muffled by the downpour."
1"A flickering streetlamp cast long, wavering shadows, and for a heartbeat, she thought she saw something move in the darkness—a glint of metal, a flash of something silver."
2"She knew that look—the same one she’d seen in the eyes of every cop who’d ever lied to her face."
3"Then she saw it—a flicker of movement in the darkness."
4"She’d heard the whispers, the rumors—an underground bazaar where the supernatural traded in secrets and sins."
5"Herrera’s eyes met hers, and for a heartbeat, she saw something in them—fear, maybe, or something worse."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1285
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount31
adverbRatio0.024124513618677044
lyAdverbCount7
lyAdverbRatio0.005447470817120622
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences121
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences121
mean11.05
std6.79
cv0.614
sampleLengths
025
127
224
32
411
533
619
75
814
95
1012
114
124
1325
1424
153
162
1714
1811
1916
2014
214
2215
239
2428
253
266
279
284
292
308
3110
3213
3313
345
3512
368
3723
3821
398
404
4120
4213
439
4418
4514
4616
4710
4814
493
41.74% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats10
diversityRatio0.23140495867768596
totalSentences121
uniqueOpeners28
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount4
totalSentences103
matches
0"Too sure.* She broke into"
1"Just the distant *clatter* of"
2"Then she saw it—a flicker"
3"Then the lights flickered, and"
ratio0.039
72.43% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount38
totalSentences103
matches
0"She’d seen him in the"
1"His medallion had glinted under"
2"She wasn’t chasing a criminal."
3"She was chasing a man"
4"She could hear him now—barely,"
5"She rounded the corner just"
6"Her stomach twisted."
7"she called, her voice cutting"
8"She exhaled sharply, her breath"
9"She turned left, following the"
10"She passed a closed pub,"
11"She knew that look—the same"
12"She ducked into a side"
13"She could feel the weight"
14"She wiped her face with"
15"She could hear the distant"
16"She rounded a corner and"
17"He was tall, broad-shouldered, his"
18"She grabbed his arm and"
19"she said, her voice low"
ratio0.369
13.40% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount92
totalSentences103
matches
0"The alleyway reeked of wet"
1"Quinn’s boots splashed through a"
2"The neon glow of a"
3"The name hissed through her"
4"She’d seen him in the"
5"His medallion had glinted under"
6"Quinn’s gloved hand tightened around"
7"She wasn’t chasing a criminal."
8"She was chasing a man"
9"Things about the clique."
10"Things about the disappearances."
11"Things about the way her"
12"A figure darted around the"
13"Quinn’s pulse spiked."
14"The rain hammered down, turning"
15"She could hear him now—barely,"
16"She rounded the corner just"
17"Quinn lunged forward, her shoulder"
18"The alley was narrow, the"
19"A flickering streetlamp cast long,"
ratio0.893
48.54% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences103
matches
0"If Herrera had slipped through"
ratio0.01
36.25% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences67
technicalSentenceCount10
matches
0"The alleyway reeked of wet concrete and something older, something that clung to the air like the scent of a damp library after a fire."
1"She’d seen him in the Raven’s Nest, standing too close to the back room’s hidden door, his fingers brushing the edge of the bookshelf like he knew exactly where…"
2"His medallion had glinted under the dim light, a relic from a faith that didn’t belong in London’s underbelly."
3"Things about the way her partner’s last case had ended with a body in a shallow grave and a whisper of something that wasn’t human."
4"The air grew heavier, thick with the scent of damp earth and something older, something that made her skin prickle."
5"She turned and ran, her boots splashing through the puddles, the rain hammering down around her."
6"The air grew colder, the scent of damp earth and something older, something that made her skin crawl."
7"The air was thick with the scent of incense and something older, something that made her skin prickle."
8"They were chanting, their voices a low, rhythmic hum that sent a shiver down her spine."
9"She stepped forward, her boots splashing through the puddles, the rain hammering down around her."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags4
uselessAdditionCount3
matches
0"she called, her voice cutting through the rain"
1"she said, her voice low and sharp"
2"she demanded, her voice cutting through the silence"
87.50% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags3
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"she demanded (demand)"
dialogueSentences16
tagDensity0.188
leniency0.375
rawRatio0.333
effectiveRatio0.125
74.4514%