Run: 2026-03-18-01KM08N0GZ8HQTZS8ZTZQ96JVX

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Duration:
22.0s
Cost:
$0.001970
Provider:
Mistral

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
--- Bloodied knuckles met brass knocker with a sharp crack. The pub door swung inward, spilling stale lager and cigarette smoke onto the wet pavement. Harlow Quinn ducked through the gap before it could close, her leather watch scraping against the jamb. Three strides in and her boot heels were already splashing through something darker than rainwater pooling on the black-and-white tile. "Where the hell is Tommy?" The barman looked up from polishing a glass that hadn't seen soap in weeks. Recognition flickered in his flat stare, then died like a guttering candle. "Don't you dare scarper old tricks here Detective. Blacklist's got teeth." She tossed a twenty on the bar. It landed in a puddle of what might have been spilled Guinness. "Regulation eleven. Registered informant privilege. Where." The barman exhaled through his nose, braced both palms on the counter. "Second floor. Fire exit's locked for saint's sake." Harlow was already moving, the pub's rotting staircase groaning under her weight. Each step carried the copper tang of old blood and the slower, greasier stink of failure. She'd smoked this particular rat three years too late. The clique didn't leave corpses behind—they left messages, offerings, signature stains. Morris hadn't been an exception. The door at the top served double duty as both exit and confession booth. She kicked it off its hinges and stepped into the stairwell's breathless dark. Head down. Breath steady. Steps counted. Seventeen. The alley behind the Raven's Nest was a knife wound between buildings. Rain slashed both ways, cutting visibility to nil. A figure—dark hoodie hugging broad shoulders—darted around the corner of Dean Street heading south towards Shaftesbury Avenue and the warren of Soho backstreets. He moved too clean for a tourist. Too fast for someone with nothing to hide. Harlow's Maglite carved a tunnel through the downpour. She could just make out the shape: medium build, right hand gripping something bulky beneath the fabric. Runner's gait, not quitter's. He knew she was there. Traffic shrieked left on Old Compton Street, tyres hissing through puddles that reflected neon and threat in equal measure. The suspect veered right down a narrow lane that dead-ended at a boarded-up porn shop. His hips swayed like he was counting steps. She wasn't losing him again. Lungs burned. Her scalp prickled where salt sweat met the clipped salt-and-pepper military cut. She'd been soft back in uniform; wrapped in duty and foreseeable consequences. Now she lived by the principle that hesitation was just a way of dying slower. "Police! Freeze!" The figure didn't so much as glance back. He'd already seen her face in the pub's flickering light, the bearing that screamed authority whether she wore a crown or a mud-splattered trench. His boot struck a manhole cover near the alley's drain. The metal rang like a temple bell, once, somehow amplified in the close space. For a heartbeat, the city held its breath. Then the cover vanished beneath his foot, air rushing up from some vast throat below. He dropped through like a stone down a well. Harlow skidded to the edge. Two metres down, a rusted ladder disappeared into absolute dark. The stench hit next: wet concrete, rust, something old and sickly sweet that set her teeth on edge. Cool draught curled upwards, carrying whispers and the far-off drip of water. She pulled the torch tight, angled the beam down. The beam fragmented after about five rungs. Something—not human—scuttled sideways out of the light. Too fast for rat. Too deliberate. Harlow exhaled through her nose. She'd be descending into a place that didn't want her. That much was certain. But the man in the hoodie was already halfway down and gaining speed. She holstered the torch and gripped the ladder, boots finding purchase on rungs she could barely see. Rainwater sheeted down, cold as a coroner's slab. The wound on her partner's thigh came back to her, brief and vivid as a cigarette burn—Morris's voice rasping, "Christ, they've got teeth now, boss." Below, her quarry wasn't breathing hard. Not normal. No gasping, no muttered curses. Just the quiet sound of a man who'd spent years learning how to move without making noise. Then the ladder ended. Her boots landed on a platform slick with something that felt like algae but stank like tinned regret. The torch flickered. She got three steps before the beam died entirely, swallowed by a corridor that seemed to drink light. Harlow clicked her fingers. Sharp sound. Better. She tasted ozone and iron. The walls here weren't brick or concrete. They carried a vague organic curve, like inside a whale's gut. Footsteps echoed ahead. Measured. Confident. "You want to burn that bridge, Detective?" The voice came from everywhere and nowhere. Genderless. Accented with something older than English. She spun, pistol clearing holster before the sound registered as thought. A figure stood ten metres back, silhouetted by guttering green neon bleeding through barred double doors. The neon spelled "RAVEN" backwards—she figured it out in the same instant the door locked with an industrial groan. Bone token price, paid in advance. "Name’s Silas," the figure continued. "Run this place three nights a month when the moon’s full. Tonight's the Veil Market. That means you're in my parish whether you like it or not." Harlow kept the muzzle levelled at the centre of that silhouette. "I'm after the bloke in the hoodie. Seen him come through?" Silas chuckled, a sound like dry leaves skittering across a tombstone. "He came loaded. Paid in teeth. Literally." A gloved hand extended holding what looked like a child's molar on a thin silver chain. "Door money's bones. His preference wasn't subtle." Rainwater dripped from her cuff, pooled on the floor. The corridor had narrowed without her noticing. Black seepage crawled up the walls in patches, pulsing faintly as though alive. Harlow's wristwatch read 23:47. Full moon in forty-three minutes. "Stand aside." Silas didn't move. "Market rules. No armed entry. Second, your suspect's already halfway to Warren Street platform. Market migrates with the moon—you follow him down there, you're in Camden's old tunnels, and there's nothing I can do to pull you back out." She thumbed the safety off. The click sounded like a bolt firing. "Try me." Silas tilted his head, just enough to spotlight a face that wasn't quite human—high cheekbones too sharp, eyes reflecting green neon like a cat's. He sighed, theatrical. "Knock yourself out, copper." The double doors groaned open inward this time, revealing a cavernous space that smelled of ozone and fennel. Train tracks gleamed wet under dim sodium lights. The suspect was already a flicker of grey at the far end of the platform. Harlow took three strides onto the platform before her brain caught up to the impossibility: the Tube map they'd all known since childhood stopped at Hampstead. This wasn’t part of the network. The walls curved upward into vaulted brick ribs; the ceiling dripped with stalactites of ancient soot. Her boots echoed, bouncing off the curved roof, throwing her heartbeats back at her. Two choices now. Turn back to the hapless Silas and demand proof of life for his market; or trust the tunnel rat instincts that had kept her alive so far and follow the hooded figure into the dark where the rules stopped mattering. The gravy stain on Morris's shirt flashed behind her eyes. He'd been reaching for his radio when it happened. Signal bad. Battery dead. His final words not a plea but a confirmation: "They're real." She holstered the pistol, just in case. The metal felt suddenly alien against her ribs. Harlow Quinn marched forward. Left foot down. Right. Tunnel narrowing ahead. Come on, Tommy. You first.
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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)
dialogueSentences18
tagDensity0.222
leniency0.444
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
96.11% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1285
totalAiIsmAdverbs1
found
0
adverb"suddenly"
count1
highlights
0"suddenly"
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)
64.98% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1285
totalAiIsms9
found
0
word"flickered"
count2
1
word"weight"
count1
2
word"fragmented"
count1
3
word"footsteps"
count1
4
word"echoed"
count2
5
word"measured"
count1
6
word"flicker"
count1
highlights
0"flickered"
1"weight"
2"fragmented"
3"footsteps"
4"echoed"
5"measured"
6"flicker"
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
narrationSentences120
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount1
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences120
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches
0"seemed to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences133
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen40
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1276
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions4
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions37
wordCount1126
uniqueNames20
maxNameDensity0.89
worstName"Harlow"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Harlow"
discoveredNames
Quinn2
Guinness1
Raven1
Nest1
Dean1
Street2
Shaftesbury1
Avenue1
Soho1
Maglite1
Old1
Compton1
Morris3
English1
Harlow10
Rainwater2
Tube1
Hampstead1
Silas4
Tommy1
persons
0"Quinn"
1"Raven"
2"Maglite"
3"Morris"
4"Harlow"
5"Rainwater"
6"Silas"
7"Tommy"
places
0"Dean"
1"Street"
2"Shaftesbury"
3"Avenue"
4"Soho"
5"Old"
6"Compton"
7"Hampstead"
globalScore1
windowScore1
0.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences79
glossingSentenceCount5
matches
0"felt like algae but stank like tinned r"
1"corridor that seemed to drink light"
2"looked like a child's molar on a thin sil"
3"sounded like a bolt firing"
4"quite human—high cheekbones too sharp, eyes reflecting green neon like a cat's"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.784
wordCount1276
matches
0"not a plea but a confirmation: \"They're real"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences133
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs51
mean25.02
std16.86
cv0.674
sampleLengths
01
161
25
337
425
520
653
727
86
91
1043
1115
1234
1342
145
1541
162
1756
188
1924
2045
2129
2232
2350
2430
254
2639
2730
285
297
3025
3135
326
3332
3422
3541
3629
379
382
3942
4012
412
4231
4341
4448
4514
4643
4734
4815
4911
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences120
matches
0"been spilled"
32.50% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount5
totalVerbs199
matches
0"were already splashing"
1"was already moving"
2"was counting"
3"wasn't losing"
4"wasn't breathing"
0.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount8
semicolonCount3
flaggedSentences9
totalSentences133
ratio0.068
matches
0"The clique didn't leave corpses behind—they left messages, offerings, signature stains."
1"A figure—dark hoodie hugging broad shoulders—darted around the corner of Dean Street heading south towards Shaftesbury Avenue and the warren of Soho backstreets."
2"She'd been soft back in uniform; wrapped in duty and foreseeable consequences."
3"Something—not human—scuttled sideways out of the light."
4"The wound on her partner's thigh came back to her, brief and vivid as a cigarette burn—Morris's voice rasping, \"Christ, they've got teeth now, boss.\""
5"The neon spelled \"RAVEN\" backwards—she figured it out in the same instant the door locked with an industrial groan."
6"Silas tilted his head, just enough to spotlight a face that wasn't quite human—high cheekbones too sharp, eyes reflecting green neon like a cat's."
7"The walls curved upward into vaulted brick ribs; the ceiling dripped with stalactites of ancient soot."
8"Turn back to the hapless Silas and demand proof of life for his market; or trust the tunnel rat instincts that had kept her alive so far and follow the hooded figure into the dark where the rules stopped mattering."
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1144
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount42
adverbRatio0.03671328671328671
lyAdverbCount5
lyAdverbRatio0.004370629370629371
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences133
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences133
mean9.59
std7.15
cv0.746
sampleLengths
09
115
217
320
45
514
612
711
87
912
106
1112
128
1312
1416
159
1611
175
1814
1913
202
212
222
231
2412
258
2623
277
288
298
3017
314
325
3319
3415
358
365
372
3812
3912
4015
412
428
4324
4410
4514
468
4715
489
495
86.97% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats1
diversityRatio0.5263157894736842
totalSentences133
uniqueOpeners70
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount5
totalSentences104
matches
0"Too fast for someone with"
1"Then the cover vanished beneath"
2"Too fast for rat."
3"Just the quiet sound of"
4"Then the ladder ended."
ratio0.048
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount28
totalSentences104
matches
0"She tossed a twenty on"
1"It landed in a puddle"
2"She'd smoked this particular rat"
3"She kicked it off its"
4"He moved too clean for"
5"She could just make out"
6"He knew she was there."
7"His hips swayed like he"
8"She wasn't losing him again."
9"Her scalp prickled where salt"
10"She'd been soft back in"
11"He'd already seen her face"
12"His boot struck a manhole"
13"He dropped through like a"
14"She pulled the torch tight,"
15"She'd be descending into a"
16"She holstered the torch and"
17"Her boots landed on a"
18"She got three steps before"
19"She tasted ozone and iron."
ratio0.269
75.38% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount80
totalSentences104
matches
0"The pub door swung inward,"
1"Harlow Quinn ducked through the"
2"The barman looked up from"
3"Recognition flickered in his flat"
4"She tossed a twenty on"
5"It landed in a puddle"
6"The barman exhaled through his"
7"Harlow was already moving, the"
8"Each step carried the copper"
9"She'd smoked this particular rat"
10"The clique didn't leave corpses"
11"Morris hadn't been an exception."
12"The door at the top"
13"She kicked it off its"
14"The alley behind the Raven's"
15"Rain slashed both ways, cutting"
16"A figure—dark hoodie hugging broad"
17"He moved too clean for"
18"Harlow's Maglite carved a tunnel"
19"She could just make out"
ratio0.769
48.08% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences104
matches
0"Now she lived by the"
ratio0.01
66.87% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences47
technicalSentenceCount5
matches
0"Traffic shrieked left on Old Compton Street, tyres hissing through puddles that reflected neon and threat in equal measure."
1"Her boots landed on a platform slick with something that felt like algae but stank like tinned regret."
2"Silas tilted his head, just enough to spotlight a face that wasn't quite human—high cheekbones too sharp, eyes reflecting green neon like a cat's."
3"The double doors groaned open inward this time, revealing a cavernous space that smelled of ozone and fennel."
4"Turn back to the hapless Silas and demand proof of life for his market; or trust the tunnel rat instincts that had kept her alive so far and follow the hooded f…"
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags4
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
94.44% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags1
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"the figure continued (continue)"
dialogueSentences18
tagDensity0.056
leniency0.111
rawRatio1
effectiveRatio0.111
85.5109%