Run: 2026-03-18-01KM08DYMG3AD4SM783RF7DZ3Y

Run Details

Duration:
18.2s
Cost:
$0.018493
Provider:
OpenAI

Model input

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
Quinn skidded round the back of a black cab and slammed her palm against its bonnet as the suspect cut across the road with a messenger bag bouncing against his hip. “Stop!” He answered with a look over his shoulder, white-faced and slick with rain, then lunged between a delivery van and a double-decker’s rear wheel. Quinn hit the pavement hard enough to rattle her teeth, came up on the run, and kept him in sight by the zip of his trainers and the dark flap of his coat. The streets of Soho closed in around them, glassy and narrow, all wet stone, gutter shine and taxi horns snapping in the distance. Quinn kept her shoulders square, her breath measured, her left hand loose near the holster beneath her coat. Eighteen years on the job had taught her the difference between panic and a man with a destination. This one had a plan. That made him dangerous. He ducked past a late bar, clipped a cyclist, and threw a hand up without slowing. “Move!” Quinn shoved through the wake of him, caught the cyclist’s glare, and cut right into a lane that smelled of grease, old beer and damp brick. The suspect had vanished for one brutal second. Then he burst through a narrow doorway under a green neon sign, the letters above it flickering like a wound. The Raven’s Nest. She knew the place. Everybody in her line of work knew the places that did not advertise what they sold. Old maps covered the walls inside, black-and-white photographs watched from every corner, and the air always carried smoke, gin and secrets. Quinn pushed through the door so hard it banged the wall and found him three steps ahead, already slipping between tables. “Police!” A few heads lifted. No one looked surprised enough. The suspect shoved past the bar and into the back. Quinn saw the shelf move, a full bookcase swing inward on a hidden hinge, and she lunged after him. Her shoulder struck timber, books juddered, and for a heartbeat she caught a glimpse of a cramped back room lit by a low amber lamp and packed with folded chairs, crates and names she did not know. The man vanished through another door. A woman behind the bar set a glass down with care that felt insulting. “Not your night, Detective.” Quinn kept her eyes on the bookcase. “Move.” The woman folded her arms. “People come here to disappear. You lot always take it personally when they succeed.” Quinn flashed her badge. The metal caught the lamp light. “Who was he?” The woman’s mouth twitched. “Fast.” Quinn stepped closer. “Name.” A shrug. “Not mine to hand out.” Something scraped behind the shelf. Quinn heard the second door slam somewhere deeper in the bar. He had not stayed. He had used the Nest as a hinge and left her with the smell of varnish and old paper. She shoved the shelf aside herself, found the cramped room empty except for a table with two overturned glasses and a narrow side door standing open onto an alley. Wet footprints tracked out to the back exit. Fresh. Rushed. Quinn swore under her breath and took the alley at speed. It spat her into another street, narrower, meaner, all shuttered fronts and graffiti and a greasy kebab van parked half in the road. The suspect ran ahead, one hand clamped over the satchel now, the other reaching into his coat. He glanced back. In the split second before he turned away, Quinn saw fear in his face, not of her, but of whatever waited where he meant to go. He cut through a side passage between a closed tailor and a shuttered shop with cracked mannequins in the window. Quinn followed. A metal grate clanged under her boot. The passage opened onto a small square where a charity shop stood boarded up beside a newsagent that had long since given up the fight. At the far end, the suspect yanked open a rusted service door marked with faded hazard stripes and disappeared down a set of concrete steps. Quinn reached the top and stopped. The air changed at the mouth of the stairwell. Aboveground noise thinned to a hum, then to a distant pulse. A sour smell drifted up, damp concrete undercut by incense and something sharper, mineral and metallic. Not sewer. Not quite. She gripped the railing and looked down into blackness broken by a weak orange glow. A voice drifted up from below. “Token.” The suspect answered too low for her to catch. Metal clicked. A pause. Then the voice again, colder. “Pass.” Quinn took one step down, then another. The stairwell bent and widened, and the walls swallowed the street behind her. Graffiti faded into old tile. The orange glow deepened into a wash of lantern light, and the noise below gathered into a marketplace murmur, all haggled voices, glass clinks, hard laughter and the slow hiss of someone breathing through pain. At the bottom, the station opened around her like a wound under the city. The Veil Market sprawled across the abandoned Tube platform and the old ticket hall beyond it, a maze of tarpaulin roofs, hanging lamps and makeshift stalls built from railway crates and scaffold poles. Tables groaned under jars of dark powders, wrapped talismans, bone knives, beads that seemed to crawl with trapped light. People drifted through in long coats, hooded cloaks, work boots and stolen finery. Some wore masks. Some wore nothing at all over the wrong sort of smile. The place moved in layers, like a crowd seen through dirty water. Quinn kept still for one beat too long. A man at the nearest stall looked her over and snorted. “Badge stays up there.” She did not answer him. Her eyes tracked the suspect, now halfway across the platform, weaving through the crowd with the satchel clutched hard against his ribs. He had bought his way in. Of course he had. He shoved between a pair of men arguing over a jar of black grit and ducked behind a curtain of bead strings into the ticket hall. Quinn followed. A scarred arm shot out and blocked her path. The owner of the arm sat on a crate beside a folding screen, sleeves rolled high, head bent over a bleeding palm. Tomás Herrera looked up as she reached for the wrist and his expression sharpened into something between annoyance and relief. “You picked a lovely hole to fall into.” His Saint Christopher medallion flashed against his throat as he stood. The scar along his left forearm looked angry in the lamp light, a pale ridge against olive skin. He carried a roll of bandage in one hand and a bottle of antiseptic in the other. “Out of my way, Tomás.” He glanced past her at the surging crowd, then back to her face. “That one came in sweating bullets. Left a smear on my table and a cut on his knuckle. Bad manners, bad luck. The market hates both.” Quinn kept moving. He matched her pace for three steps. “You followed him here alone.” “I had company. He ran.” “Charming.” Tomás tipped his chin towards the ticket hall. “You walk in waving your badge and every toothless crow in this place will clock you before you count to ten.” “Then keep them off me.” He gave a short, humourless laugh. “That is not how this works, Detective.” Quinn turned on him. “Then explain what does.” Tomás’ gaze flicked to the satchel disappearing between two stalls. “That man is not the problem. He is the delivery.” A woman behind a table full of silver charms snapped her fingers and Tomás went rigid for half a second before he looked away. Quinn clocked the exchange. Everyone in the Market knew everyone else’s leverage. That alone made it dangerous. “Delivery for who?” Tomás’ mouth flattened. “If I knew, I would not still have all my teeth.” A ripple moved through the nearest cluster of shoppers. Quinn followed it and caught sight of the suspect at the far end of the hall, exchanging the satchel for a narrow wooden box no bigger than a loaf tin. The recipient wore a grey hood and gloves too clean for this place. He opened the box, glanced inside, and his whole posture changed. Not surprise. Recognition. Fear, now, plain as a knife. Quinn stepped forward. “Police. Back away.” A few faces turned. Then more. The crowd stopped drifting and began to close around the sightline between her and the hooded man. Stalls shifted. Curtains fell. Someone knocked a stack of glass vials with one elbow and they shattered across the platform in a bright scatter of amber and green. The hooded man’s hand went inside his coat. Tomás caught Quinn’s sleeve. “Don’t.” She shook him off. “Let go.” “Listen to me for once, quinqué.” His accent thickened around the word. “You cross that line, you do not get to choose what looks back.” A figure at the edge of the platform gave a low whistle. Another answered. Chairs scraped. The market’s noise changed, dropping into a tight, hungry hush. The hooded man lifted the box lid fully. Inside lay a bone token, pale and thin, carved with a sigil that made Quinn’s eyes sting on contact. The air around it seemed to tighten, as if the station had drawn breath and held it. Then the token cracked. A dry, sharp sound. Tick. The nearest lanterns blew out in a chain, one after another, and the market erupted into darkness and shouting as something inside the hall answered the fracture with a scream that came from nowhere Quinn could see.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags2
adverbTagCount1
adverbTags
0"His accent thickened around [around]"
dialogueSentences31
tagDensity0.065
leniency0.129
rawRatio0.5
effectiveRatio0.065
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1618
totalAiIsmAdverbs0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
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)
87.64% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1618
totalAiIsms4
found
0
word"measured"
count1
1
word"pulse"
count1
2
word"flicked"
count1
3
word"shattered"
count1
highlights
0"measured"
1"pulse"
2"flicked"
3"shattered"
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
emotionTells2
narrationSentences125
matches
0"looked surprised"
1"looked angry"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount3
narrationSentences125
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
1"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences156
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen37
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1618
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions2
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
62.65% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions40
wordCount1431
uniqueNames11
maxNameDensity1.75
worstName"Quinn"
maxWindowNameDensity3
worstWindowName"Quinn"
discoveredNames
Soho1
Raven1
Nest2
Quinn25
Veil1
Market2
Tube1
Herrera1
Saint1
Christopher1
Tomás4
persons
0"Raven"
1"Quinn"
2"Market"
3"Herrera"
4"Saint"
5"Christopher"
6"Tomás"
places
0"Soho"
globalScore0.626
windowScore0.667
87.50% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences80
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"beads that seemed to crawl with trapped light"
1"something between annoyance and relief"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.618
wordCount1618
matches
0"not of her, but of whatever waited"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences156
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs69
mean23.45
std23.55
cv1.004
sampleLengths
031
11
257
368
416
51
654
73
862
91
109
1172
1214
134
148
1519
1613
175
184
197
2039
2139
2251
233
2426
2579
266
2755
286
291
3018
311
3260
3314
3491
358
3611
374
3863
392
4051
418
4246
435
4439
4510
465
475
4830
495
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences125
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs237
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences156
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1164
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount34
adverbRatio0.029209621993127148
lyAdverbCount0
lyAdverbRatio0
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences156
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences156
mean10.37
std8.84
cv0.853
sampleLengths
031
11
224
333
423
518
618
75
84
916
101
1126
128
1320
143
154
1616
1721
1821
191
204
215
2210
2319
2437
256
2614
274
287
291
305
3114
324
336
343
354
361
373
381
392
405
415
4211
434
4419
4529
468
471
481
4911
59.40% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats4
diversityRatio0.3717948717948718
totalSentences156
uniqueOpeners58
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount4
totalSentences108
matches
0"Then he burst through a"
1"Then the voice again, colder."
2"Of course he had."
3"Then the token cracked."
ratio0.037
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount23
totalSentences108
matches
0"He answered with a look"
1"He ducked past a late"
2"She knew the place."
3"Her shoulder struck timber, books"
4"He had not stayed."
5"He had used the Nest"
6"She shoved the shelf aside"
7"It spat her into another"
8"He glanced back."
9"He cut through a side"
10"She gripped the railing and"
11"She did not answer him."
12"Her eyes tracked the suspect,"
13"He had bought his way"
14"He shoved between a pair"
15"His Saint Christopher medallion flashed"
16"He carried a roll of"
17"He glanced past her at"
18"He matched her pace for"
19"He gave a short, humourless"
ratio0.213
29.44% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount93
totalSentences108
matches
0"Quinn skidded round the back"
1"He answered with a look"
2"Quinn hit the pavement hard"
3"The streets of Soho closed"
4"Quinn kept her shoulders square,"
5"This one had a plan."
6"That made him dangerous."
7"He ducked past a late"
8"Quinn shoved through the wake"
9"The suspect had vanished for"
10"The Raven’s Nest."
11"She knew the place."
12"Everybody in her line of"
13"Quinn pushed through the door"
14"The suspect shoved past the"
15"Quinn saw the shelf move,"
16"Her shoulder struck timber, books"
17"The man vanished through another"
18"A woman behind the bar"
19"Quinn kept her eyes on"
ratio0.861
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences108
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences57
technicalSentenceCount2
matches
0"Tables groaned under jars of dark powders, wrapped talismans, bone knives, beads that seemed to crawl with trapped light."
1"The nearest lanterns blew out in a chain, one after another, and the market erupted into darkness and shouting as something inside the hall answered the fractur…"
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags2
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags0
90.8878%