Run: 2026-03-06-01KK1HX7S52QAR9W5R1NXETTPB

Run Details

Duration:
1m 8s
Cost:
$0.037659
Provider:
OpenAI

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
“Don’t touch that.” Detective Harlow Quinn caught the constable’s wrist an inch above the brass compass on the floor. He froze at once. Good. Her grip stayed firm until the young man’s fingers opened and withdrew. “It’s just a compass, ma’am.” “It’s in the middle of a locked room and pointing at a wall. Leave it.” She let go and stepped under the half-raised shutter of the old ticket office, her shoulder brushing flaking green paint. The air inside carried old grease, damp dust, and something sharper beneath it, a bitter mineral tang that did not belong in a derelict Tube station. The station map on the far wall had peeled into curls. Dead platforms slept beyond the office glass like rotten teeth. Someone had strung crime scene tape from a rusted barrier to an old advertising board for a West End show that had closed a decade ago. The tape looked absurd here, modern and thin in a place that had dropped out of time. Quinn crouched beside the compass without touching it. Small brass casing. Verdigris around the hinge. Fine sigils etched across the face instead of maker’s marks. Not decorative. Too precise. The needle quivered, swung north, then jerked hard east and held there, aimed straight through the bricked service corridor. “Who found it?” “Scene of crime called us in after the body,” said Sergeant Bell. He stood by the smashed ticket machine with his notebook open, thickset and pink around the cheeks, already sold on his own theory. “Likely some odd collector’s piece. Place attracts urban explorers.” “Urban explorers lock steel gates behind them?” Bell gave a small shrug. “Caretaker said the outer gate was secured when he came for his rounds. He found the side door ajar. Kids, squatters, junkies. One of them panics, one of them ends up dead.” Quinn rose. Her leather watch pressed against her wrist as she checked the face by habit, then slid her gaze to the corpse. The victim lay on the old concourse between a newspaper kiosk and a shuttered café, face down, one arm tucked under the chest, the other stretched towards the dark mouth of the escalator well. Male. Mid-thirties. Black coat, good quality, torn at the hem. Smart shoes, dusted white with old plaster. No wallet visible. No obvious weapon nearby. Blood had spread in a broad sheet beneath the torso, but it had dried in a pattern that bothered her at once. “Roll him?” “Forensics are on their way.” “I’m looking, not moving.” She circled. The pool should have settled along the slight slope of the floor. Instead, the edges broke in thin, branching lines as if the blood had met resistance from raised grooves cut into the tiles. She crouched again. There they were, nearly invisible beneath the smear, pale scratches in an interlocking pattern. Not random damage. Not wear. Bell saw where she was looking. “Drag marks,” he said. “Someone pulled him a short distance.” “No.” “You can see the breaks.” “I can see cuts in the tile under the blood. Older than tonight.” She glanced up. “Who called it in?” “Caretaker. Name’s Douglas Reeve. Sixty-two. Keeps an eye on the place for Transport for London and a private security contractor. Says he heard metal banging below, came down, found our man, rang it through.” “Where is he?” “Ambulance crew’s keeping him upstairs. Shock.” Bell said the last word with mild contempt. Quinn ignored it. She walked past the body towards the shuttered café. The glass display case still held chalk marks for sandwiches no one would ever serve again. Dust lay thick on the counter except for three clean ovals near the till, the sort left by bottles or jars recently moved. On the floor behind the counter sat a scatter of brown glass fragments. She crouched and picked one up with a gloved hand. Thick. Old-fashioned. The inside glimmered with a greasy black residue. Bell peered over. “Drugs lab?” “Not with one bottle and no equipment.” She held the shard near her nose. Tar, herbs, and a sweet rotten scent that hit the back of the throat like a bruise. “Bag that separately.” A crime scene photographer looked over from the body. “We’re bagging everything separately.” “Good. Label this from behind the café counter, not from general debris.” She set it down with care and turned. The station opened around her in layers, each part speaking a different language. Dereliction. Recent disturbance. Concealment. The old signage marked tunnels closed long ago. The platform edge yawned behind iron gates. A narrow maintenance passage ran along the left wall, bricked up halfway, then sealed with newer concrete. That was where the compass pointed. One of the constables approached with a clear evidence pouch. “Found this in his coat pocket.” Quinn took the pouch. Bone, polished smooth by long handling, carved into a small disc with a hole through the top. On one side, a crescent cut through a ring of tiny marks. On the other, a gouged line like a split eyelid. Bell leaned in. “Charm. Same crowd as the compass. Occult nonsense.” Quinn did not answer at once. She had seen enough nonsense to stop calling it that out loud. Three years ago she had watched a locked warehouse burn from the inside out while DS Morris screamed for help from a room no one could enter. The inquest had called it structural failure. Every expert report had lined up neat as soldiers. None of them explained the handprints fused into the steel door from the wrong side. She lowered the pouch. “Who searched the body?” “Patel. Why?” “Any phone?” “Missing.” “Wallet?” “Missing.” “Keys?” “None.” “So our junkie collector wore a tailored wool coat and polished shoes into an abandoned station, carrying a carved bone token and a brass compass, but no phone, no wallet, no keys.” Bell shut his notebook with a little snap. “You say that as if thieves don’t exist.” “I say that because if someone robbed him, they missed the object in his pocket that screams unusual and expensive.” Bell folded his arms. “Depends what they recognised.” “Exactly.” She crossed to the victim and crouched at his shoes. The right heel held a clot of greyish wax. She scraped a fleck onto a swab. The leather around both ankles bore fine pale dust, not station dust, finer, almost like sifted ash. His trouser knees were clean. So he had not crawled after falling. His left hand, stretched out, had grime under the nails and a fresh split across the knuckles. On the cuff of his shirt, hidden by the coat sleeve, ran a faint streak of iridescent powder. Not glitter. Not masonry. “Bell.” “What?” “Look at the blood by his left shoulder.” He squatted with a grunt. “What about it?” “The spatter on the tiles points away from him.” Bell frowned. “Impact.” “From what direction?” “Behind. Someone clubs him, he goes down.” Quinn pointed. “Then why is there no cast-off on the kiosk, no fine mist on the display glass, and no secondary drops between there and here?” Bell hesitated. She continued before he could recover. “And if he fell where he was struck, why is the saturation under the chest deeper than under the head? Head wounds pour. This didn’t. The main bleed came later.” “You said not dragged.” “I said not dragged by the blood.” She straightened. “He arrived here alive, bleeding little. Then something opened him up after he fell.” Bell’s expression tightened. “Medical will tell us that.” “Medical will tell us what cut him. I’m telling you where the story breaks.” A low whistle came from the escalator well. One of the uniformed officers stood near the barrier, torch raised. “Ma’am, you’ll want this.” Quinn crossed the concourse. The escalators had stopped years before. Their black steps vanished into a throat of dark where cables hung like roots. At the foot of the left balustrade, half hidden by shadow, a line had been painted on the metal skirt in a glossy substance that looked black until her torch struck it blue. More symbols. Same hand as the cuts in the tile. Deliberate. Recent. Bell came down behind her with less grace than he imagined. “Graffiti.” “Graffiti doesn’t pulse.” He opened his mouth, then saw it. The painted line trembled as if something moved just under the skin of it. Neither spoke for a beat. Quinn crouched, torch in one hand, the other resting on her knee. The symbols curled into each other, old alphabets mangled into new shapes. Whoever wrote them had skill. Or instruction. At the end of the line, near the first dead step, a thumbprint stood clear in the still-tacky stain. “Get me a print lift.” Bell did not move. “Now.” He barked the order uphill to a constable. The note of command steadied him. When he looked back, the colour had drained from his cheeks. “You’ve seen this before.” “Not this.” “That’s not what I asked.” Quinn kept the torch steady. “Three years ago I saw things that did not fit the file I was given. Since then, I’ve learned to distrust simple answers.” Bell gave a dry swallow. “That some kind of official position?” “No. It’s experience.” Footsteps clattered above. More people coming down. Forensics at last, or curious uniforms, she could not tell from the echo. She shifted the torch beam lower and found a second detail beneath the painted symbols, a scrape on the metal skirt, fresh and deep. Circular. The size of the compass casing. As if someone had pressed it here hard enough to score the steel. She stood at once and took the evidence pouch from the constable nearest her before anyone could object. The compass sat cold in her glove. The needle spun madly now, then slammed towards the dark escalator shaft with such force that the whole instrument shook. Bell stared. “Quinn, put that back in the bag.” “In a moment.” The bitter mineral smell thickened. Not from the corpse. From below. The torchlight caught a shimmer in the air over the dead steps, faint as heat haze. The darkness there no longer looked empty. It looked layered, like black silk hung in folds far deeper than the station’s architecture allowed. The painted symbols along the balustrade brightened one by one, a chain of wet blue sparks. A young woman’s voice drifted up from the shaft, clear and close and impossible. “Harlow.” Bell jerked backwards. The voice came again, this time from just beyond the first turn of the escalator. “Harlow, if you’ve still got any sense, don’t let them touch the wall.” Eva Kowalski emerged from the dark with a worn leather satchel banging against her hip, round glasses askew, curly red hair coming loose around her face. Dust streaked one cheek. She had one hand braced on the dead rail and the other clamped around a second bone token. Before Bell could demand who the hell she was, the bricked service corridor across the concourse cracked from floor to lintel with a gunshot sound, and the wall bulged outward as something on the other side struck it hard enough to shed a rain of mortar across the tiles.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags3
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences70
tagDensity0.043
leniency0.086
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1869
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)
78.60% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1869
totalAiIsms8
found
0
word"etched"
count1
1
word"quivered"
count1
2
word"charm"
count1
3
word"pulse"
count1
4
word"trembled"
count1
5
word"footsteps"
count1
6
word"echo"
count1
7
word"silk"
count1
highlights
0"etched"
1"quivered"
2"charm"
3"pulse"
4"trembled"
5"footsteps"
6"echo"
7"silk"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches0
maxInWindow0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences145
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences145
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences211
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen49
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1869
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions10
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
83.33% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions34
wordCount1369
uniqueNames9
maxNameDensity1.24
worstName"Bell"
maxWindowNameDensity2.5
worstWindowName"Bell"
discoveredNames
Harlow1
Quinn10
Tube1
West1
End1
Sergeant1
Bell17
Morris1
Kowalski1
persons
0"Harlow"
1"Quinn"
2"Sergeant"
3"Bell"
4"Morris"
5"Kowalski"
places
0"West"
1"End"
globalScore0.879
windowScore0.833
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences87
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1869
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences211
matches
0"force that the"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs105
mean17.8
std22.5
cv1.264
sampleLengths
03
133
25
315
4110
548
63
744
87
937
1023
1180
122
135
144
1558
166
1710
181
195
2020
2134
223
236
2411
2581
265
277
2824
293
309
314
3212
3363
3410
356
3643
3711
3876
394
404
412
422
431
441
451
461
471
4832
4916
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences145
matches
0"been painted"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs212
matches
0"was looking"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences211
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1373
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount39
adverbRatio0.028404952658412235
lyAdverbCount4
lyAdverbRatio0.0029133284777858705
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences211
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences211
mean8.86
std8.02
cv0.905
sampleLengths
03
116
24
31
412
55
615
720
826
911
1010
1126
1217
138
143
154
1610
172
182
1919
203
2112
2223
239
247
255
2632
272
2821
2934
301
311
328
337
343
354
3622
372
385
394
402
4112
4222
433
4414
453
462
476
484
496
69.04% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats11
diversityRatio0.44549763033175355
totalSentences211
uniqueOpeners94
28.25% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences118
matches
0"Instead, the edges broke in"
ratio0.008
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount26
totalSentences118
matches
0"He froze at once."
1"Her grip stayed firm until"
2"She let go and stepped"
3"He stood by the smashed"
4"Her leather watch pressed against"
5"She crouched again."
6"She glanced up"
7"She walked past the body"
8"She crouched and picked one"
9"She held the shard near"
10"She set it down with"
11"She had seen enough nonsense"
12"She lowered the pouch."
13"She crossed to the victim"
14"She scraped a fleck onto"
15"His trouser knees were clean."
16"His left hand, stretched out,"
17"He squatted with a grunt."
18"She continued before he could"
19"Their black steps vanished into"
ratio0.22
82.88% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount89
totalSentences118
matches
0"Detective Harlow Quinn caught the"
1"He froze at once."
2"Her grip stayed firm until"
3"She let go and stepped"
4"The air inside carried old"
5"The station map on the"
6"Someone had strung crime scene"
7"The tape looked absurd here,"
8"Quinn crouched beside the compass"
9"Verdigris around the hinge."
10"The needle quivered, swung north,"
11"He stood by the smashed"
12"Bell gave a small shrug."
13"Her leather watch pressed against"
14"The victim lay on the"
15"Blood had spread in a"
16"The pool should have settled"
17"She crouched again."
18"Bell saw where she was"
19"She glanced up"
ratio0.754
100.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount3
totalSentences118
matches
0"Whoever wrote them had skill."
1"As if someone had pressed"
2"Before Bell could demand who"
ratio0.025
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences57
technicalSentenceCount3
matches
0"The air inside carried old grease, damp dust, and something sharper beneath it, a bitter mineral tang that did not belong in a derelict Tube station."
1"Someone had strung crime scene tape from a rusted barrier to an old advertising board for a West End show that had closed a decade ago."
2"At the foot of the left balustrade, half hidden by shadow, a line had been painted on the metal skirt in a glossy substance that looked black until her torch st…"
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags3
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags1
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences70
tagDensity0.014
leniency0.029
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
94.0699%