Run: 2026-07-09-01KX403F1M31XFEGWE21V16R4Q

Run Details

Duration:
46.4s
Cost:
$0.094825
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 the body.” Detective Harlow Quinn caught the constable’s wrist before his gloved fingers reached the dead man’s throat. The brass disc hanging from a cord around the corpse’s neck swung once, flashing between them. The constable froze. “I was checking for a pulse.” “You were checking whether your gloves fit.” Quinn released him. He retreated across the abandoned platform, face red above his white forensic suit. DI Graham Mercer crouched beside an overturned bookstall. Broad shoulders strained his paper coveralls, and sweat shone through his thinning blond hair. A painted sign above him offered FIRST EDITIONS, LAST CHANCES. Something scratched inside the shuttered stall. “We’ve got a paramedic for pulses, Harlow.” “We have a pathologist for corpses.” “And yet here you are.” “Where else would I spend my evening?” Mercer lifted a clear evidence bag. Inside lay a black-handled knife, its blade wet with blood. “Robbery soured. Victim ran. Killer caught him beside the tracks, stabbed him twice and emptied the stalls while everyone fled.” Quinn looked along the platform. Lanterns hung from iron hooks beneath cracked signs for northbound trains. Their flames burned green, though nobody had found fuel or cables. Narrow stalls crowded the tiled walls, each built from mismatched doors, wardrobes, chapel screens and theatre flats. Jars of teeth shared shelves with bottled smoke. A butcher’s counter displayed pale roots that twitched when Quinn moved near them. The air tasted of cloves, rust and old tunnels. Thirty-seven witnesses claimed they had attended a private antiques auction. Not one could name the auctioneer. The corpse sat against a pillar, legs spread towards the platform edge. A grey wool coat covered a lean body. Blood had soaked his cream shirt and pooled beneath his right hip. Two wounds marked his chest. One entered below the sternum. The other pierced the cloth above his heart. Someone had removed his shoes. Quinn crouched, keeping her balance off the blood. Her worn leather watch pressed against her left wrist as she bent. Its tick-tock sounded louder underground. “Where are his shoes?” “Stolen.” “After his wallet?” “No wallet.” “Phone?” “Gone.” “Wedding ring?” “Untouched.” A thick gold band circled the dead man’s left ring finger. Grey powder clung beneath its rim. Mercer shrugged. “Selective robber.” “Thoughtful of him.” Quinn studied the dead man’s hands. Clean palms. Short nails. No defensive cuts. A shallow nick crossed the left thumb, old enough to have sealed. His right forefinger carried a dark green stain. She brought her face closer. Bitter resin cut through the tunnel stink. “Have toxicology swab that.” “We’ve already bagged his drinking glass.” “And his finger drank from it?” Mercer gave the constable a look. The constable found urgent interest in the tunnel mouth. Quinn traced the scene without touching it. The victim’s shirt bore two wounds, but only the lower one had bled into the cloth. Around the upper slit, the fibres curled inwards. A narrow rust-coloured smear crossed the lapel, too dry and dull for fresh blood. “You called this a stabbing.” “Two holes and a knife. I took a bold leap.” “One wound.” “The pathologist counted two.” “The pathologist counted holes.” Quinn rose. Her sharp jaw tightened as she glanced at the knife in Mercer’s bag. “Blade length?” “Nine centimetres.” “Width?” “Two and a half at the hilt.” “The lower wound fits. The upper slit doesn’t.” “Different angle.” “Different object.” Mercer’s mouth bent. “You planning to solve this before Dr Patel reaches the escalator?” “The escalator leads to a brick wall.” “Then we’ll all be here awhile.” Quinn turned towards the platform edge. Dust filmed most of the floor, but hundreds of footprints cut through it around the stalls. Near the body, the marks changed. A pair of bare heels had left faint blood crescents beside the corpse’s missing shoes. The impressions pointed towards him, not away. She followed them to an old ticket booth. They vanished at its locked door. “Who searched that?” Mercer nodded at the embarrassed constable. “Door’s sealed. Booth’s empty. We looked through the glass.” The window had clouded with age. Behind it sat a wooden chair, a punched-ticket machine and racks of yellow cards. The booth’s door bore no handle, only a small round socket carved into the wood. Quinn looked back at the disc around the corpse’s neck. Not brass. Bone, polished smooth and stained brown at the edges. “Private antiques auction.” “According to thirty-seven consistent statements.” “Thirty-seven identical statements.” “Difference?” “People lie with their own words. Rehearsed people borrow someone else’s.” Mercer folded his arms. “The stalls were looted. We found broken cases, disturbed shelves and empty tills.” “No money.” “Robbers take money.” “No. You found tills without money. That proves they’re empty.” Quinn walked towards the overturned bookstall. Small black volumes lay across the floor, their pages made from something too thick for paper. One had fallen open. Its cramped writing shifted when she looked away from it. She shut it with the toe of her boot. Beneath the stall, a little brass compass trembled against a broken table leg. “Missed one.” Mercer joined her. “Cheap prop.” “Evidence does love dressing up.” She crouched. Verdigris mottled the small brass casing. Protective sigils crowded its face in tight rings. Its black needle pointed not north but towards the corpse, quivering as if caught in a current. Quinn signalled the photographer. “Photograph in place. Then bag it.” Mercer watched the needle. “Magnet under the floor.” “Possibly.” “You don’t sound persuaded.” “I’m saving persuasion for facts.” The photographer placed a scale beside the compass and took three images. When he lifted it with rubber-tipped forceps, the needle swung towards the sealed ticket booth. Mercer’s eyebrows rose. “Second magnet.” “Generous station.” A sound came from the bookstall. Scratch, scratch, pause. Scratch. The constable edged away. Quinn lowered her head beside the shutter. “Open it.” “Locked,” Mercer said. “So was the booth.” He passed her a small pry bar. She slid its end beneath the wooden shutter. The latch surrendered with a dry crack. A flock of paper moths burst into her face. Quinn recoiled. Wings whispered around her head, printed words flickering across them. The constable swore and slapped at his hood. Mercer caught one between gloved hands. It crumbled into black punctuation. Inside the stall, shelves climbed to the ceiling. No till. No smashed cases. A dark rectangle marked the dust where one object had stood. Two curved brass brackets flanked the gap. Quinn measured it with her eyes. “Compass case?” “Too large,” Mercer said. “Display cradle.” “For the prop?” “For what someone wanted us to think had been stolen.” Mercer opened his hands, letting the remains of the moth fall into an evidence bag. “You’ve lost me.” “The stalls haven’t suffered a robbery. They’ve been dressed as one. Look at the shelves.” He did. Dust lay thick around the objects. Each empty space had sharp edges. None showed fresh drag marks except the gap between the brass brackets. “One item,” Quinn said. “One theft. The rest is theatre.” “The tills?” “Never held cash. No dust lines, no coin residue, no keys. The broken glass fell inwards, so someone struck it from the public side. A fleeing crowd breaks what blocks its escape. These stalls sit against the wall.” Mercer glanced across the platform. For the first time, his easy expression slipped. “What did they sell here?” “Not antiques.” One of the green flames shrank as she passed. Quinn kept her gaze on the floor. A brown smear ran between the bookstall and the victim. Not blood. Wax. It matched the residue inside the brass brackets. Tiny green crystals glittered in it. At the corpse, the smear ended beneath his right hand. Quinn bent and studied the hand again. The dark green stain on his forefinger held the same glassy grains. “He handled the compass.” “The one by the stall?” “No. That one spent time in the cradle. Look at the verdigris rubbed from its rim. Someone removed it, carried it here, then dropped it under the stall.” “To disguise the theft.” “To substitute for something.” Mercer nodded towards the bone disc. “And the token?” “Our locked door has a round socket.” Quinn motioned for the photographer. Once he had documented the corpse’s neck, Dr Patel cut the cord and lifted the disc into a tray. Up close, the token bore a shallow carving: a railway arch split by a vertical line. Quinn held the tray beside the ticket booth’s socket. Same diameter. Same mark. “Coin-operated murder cupboard,” Mercer said. “Your interpretation has improved.” The token slid into the socket with a soft click. Inside the booth, the wooden chair toppled. Everyone on the platform stopped. Mercer drew his baton. Quinn held up one hand and pushed the door. It opened without resistance. The booth had looked empty through the filthy glass. It no longer did. A young woman lay folded beneath the counter, barefoot and bound at wrists and ankles with red cord. Curly red hair covered half her freckled face. Her round glasses hung from one ear. A worn leather satchel had been looped around her throat and pulled tight against a brass pipe. Eva Kowalski’s green eyes found Quinn. “Close it.” Her voice scraped out. Quinn stepped inside and eased the satchel strap from Eva’s neck. “Who did this?” “Close the bloody door.” Mercer crossed the threshold. Behind him, the compass needle in the evidence bag spun hard enough to rattle against the plastic. Eva tucked a coil of red hair behind her left ear with bound fingers. She stared past Quinn towards the platform. “It isn’t a door. Not any more.” The booth expanded behind her. One moment, tiled wall filled its rear. The next, a narrow passage dropped into darkness where the bricks had stood. Damp stone ribs framed the opening. Far below, bells chimed out of sequence. Quinn’s left wrist tightened. Her watch had stopped. 11:17. The same time it had stopped three years ago, when DS Morris vanished beneath a condemned warehouse and left nothing behind but his blood. Mercer peered into the passage. “What in God’s name is that?” “A rift.” Eva worked the red cord against a sharp screw beneath the counter. “And whoever stole the Veil Compass opened it the wrong way.” “We recovered a compass.” “You recovered its shadow.” The red cord snapped. Eva tore her ankles free and seized Quinn’s sleeve. “Where’s the body?” “Against the third pillar.” “Shoes?” “Missing.” Eva’s grip bruised. “Then that isn’t the victim.” A wet cough sounded from the platform. Quinn turned. The dead man’s head had lifted. His clouded eyes fixed on the open booth. Grey powder streamed from beneath his wedding ring and curled across his fingers like smoke. Dr Patel stumbled backwards. The corpse smiled. “Detective Quinn.” That voice struck deeper than recognition. Quinn knew its rough edge, the clipped vowels, the breath that caught before her name. Morris’s voice. The corpse tore the gold ring from its finger and crushed it. Darkness rushed out, swallowing the nearest green lantern. Then the next. Then the next. The platform vanished section by section as something huge dragged itself from the tunnel.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags5
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences97
tagDensity0.052
leniency0.103
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1856
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)
89.22% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1856
totalAiIsms4
found
0
word"pulse"
count1
1
word"traced"
count1
2
word"trembled"
count1
3
word"measured"
count1
highlights
0"pulse"
1"traced"
2"trembled"
3"measured"
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
narrationSentences177
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount2
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences177
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences269
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen38
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1856
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions6
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
47.74% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions68
wordCount1369
uniqueNames10
maxNameDensity2.05
worstName"Quinn"
maxWindowNameDensity3.5
worstWindowName"Mercer"
discoveredNames
Harlow1
Quinn28
Graham1
Mercer21
Dr2
Patel2
Kowalski1
Eva6
Morris2
One4
persons
0"Harlow"
1"Quinn"
2"Graham"
3"Mercer"
4"Dr"
5"Patel"
6"Kowalski"
7"Eva"
8"Morris"
9"One"
places(empty)
globalScore0.477
windowScore0.5
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences118
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.539
wordCount1856
matches
0"not north but towards the corpse, quivering as if caught in a current"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences269
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs182
mean10.2
std11.43
cv1.121
sampleLengths
04
132
23
36
47
516
638
77
86
95
107
1116
1220
135
1469
1510
166
1750
185
1925
204
211
223
232
241
251
262
271
2817
292
302
313
3233
3312
344
356
366
3715
3845
395
4010
412
424
434
4415
452
462
471
487
498
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences177
matches
0"been looped"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs238
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences269
ratio0
matches(empty)
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1375
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"narrow rust-coloured smear"
adverbCount22
adverbRatio0.016
lyAdverbCount3
lyAdverbRatio0.002181818181818182
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences269
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences269
mean6.9
std4.93
cv0.714
sampleLengths
04
116
216
33
46
57
63
713
88
914
1010
116
127
136
145
157
166
1710
1820
195
2011
2111
2217
238
2413
259
2610
276
2812
298
3012
315
325
338
345
358
3612
375
384
391
403
412
421
431
442
451
4611
476
482
492
66.17% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats11
diversityRatio0.4216417910447761
totalSentences268
uniqueOpeners113
64.10% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount3
totalSentences156
matches
0"Once he had documented the"
1"Then the next."
2"Then the next."
ratio0.019
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount23
totalSentences156
matches
0"He retreated across the abandoned"
1"Their flames burned green, though"
2"Her worn leather watch pressed"
3"Its tick-tock sounded louder underground."
4"His right forefinger carried a"
5"She brought her face closer."
6"Her sharp jaw tightened as"
7"She followed them to an"
8"They vanished at its locked"
9"Its cramped writing shifted when"
10"She shut it with the"
11"Its black needle pointed not"
12"He passed her a small"
13"She slid its end beneath"
14"It crumbled into black punctuation."
15"It matched the residue inside"
16"It opened without resistance."
17"It no longer did."
18"Her round glasses hung from"
19"Her voice scraped out."
ratio0.147
85.00% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount117
totalSentences156
matches
0"Detective Harlow Quinn caught the"
1"The brass disc hanging from"
2"The constable froze."
3"Quinn released him."
4"He retreated across the abandoned"
5"A painted sign above him"
6"Something scratched inside the shuttered"
7"Mercer lifted a clear evidence"
8"Quinn looked along the platform."
9"Lanterns hung from iron hooks"
10"Their flames burned green, though"
11"Jars of teeth shared shelves"
12"A butcher’s counter displayed pale"
13"The air tasted of cloves,"
14"The corpse sat against a"
15"A grey wool coat covered"
16"Blood had soaked his cream"
17"The other pierced the cloth"
18"Someone had removed his shoes."
19"Quinn crouched, keeping her balance"
ratio0.75
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences156
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences51
technicalSentenceCount3
matches
0"A butcher’s counter displayed pale roots that twitched when Quinn moved near them."
1"Its black needle pointed not north but towards the corpse, quivering as if caught in a current."
2"Quinn knew its rough edge, the clipped vowels, the breath that caught before her name."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags5
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags4
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences97
tagDensity0.041
leniency0.082
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
90.8744%