Run: 2026-07-09-01KX40H1NDHV9WMKXJMQ9ZMB5H

Run Details

Duration:
16.1s
Cost:
$0.015200
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
The suspect vaulted the bonnet of a black cab and vanished between two delivery vans. Detective Harlow Quinn reached the crossing a breath later, one hand pressed against the sharp pain beneath her ribs. A taxi horn blared. Tyres hissed over the flooded road. Someone shouted about her mother. Quinn ignored all of them. She saw the suspect’s coat flash beneath the green neon sign above The Raven’s Nest. Then the figure slipped through the bar’s side passage and slammed a metal gate behind them. Quinn hit the gate at a run. The latch tore free. She shouldered through and found herself in a narrow alley boxed between brick walls, drainpipes and overflowing bins. Rain streamed from the edges of the roofs and struck the paving stones hard enough to leap back as mist. The suspect had left a trail of wet footprints, each print darkening the grit. “Metropolitan Police,” Quinn called. “Stop where you are.” A bottle smashed somewhere ahead. Quinn drew her baton but kept her pistol holstered. The alley bent left. She cut the corner, boots skidding on slime, and caught a glimpse of the suspect climbing a fire escape. The figure moved with ugly speed. Black coat. Black gloves. A pale face turned towards her for half a second. The eyes reflected the neon green like an animal’s. Then the suspect climbed higher. Quinn crossed the alley in four strides, grabbed the lowest rung and hauled herself up. The steel shook beneath her weight. Her leather watch caught on a jagged bolt. The strap cut into her wrist. She looked down. The alley had already emptied. No witnesses. No cover. No partner. Morris had gone into a service tunnel alone three years ago. Quinn had found his radio in a puddle of brown water and his left shoe beneath a locked door. The case file called it an unexplained disappearance. Her superiors had called it a tragedy. Neither phrase explained why she still heard him knocking inside the walls of certain buildings. The suspect reached the roof. Quinn freed her watch and climbed. She rolled over the parapet as the figure sprinted across the slick tiles. Soho stretched around them in broken lines of light, chimney pots and black glass. The rain flattened every sound except the slap of shoes and the hard beat of Quinn’s breath. The suspect jumped a narrow gap between buildings. Quinn stopped at the edge. Across the gap, the figure turned. A small object swung from one gloved hand. It looked like a coin, though the metal appeared too white against the darkness. “You should have stayed at the bar,” the suspect called. The voice sounded young. The words carried without effort through the rain. Quinn stared at the gap. Three metres of empty air separated the roofs. A fall would put her through the roof of a restaurant below, if the awning failed first. “Your name,” she said. The suspect smiled. “Ask the dead.” They ran. Quinn backed up, counted three steps and jumped. Her boots struck the far roof. Her knees buckled. She caught the parapet with both hands as the edge crumbled beneath her fingers. The suspect kept moving towards the stairwell. Quinn dragged herself up and drove forward. She reached the stairwell door just as it slammed. The door opened into darkness. A concrete staircase descended beneath the building. Quinn flicked on her torch. The beam caught water running down the steps, cigarette ends, a smear of something dark. The air smelled of wet stone and hot metal. She pushed through. The stairwell ended at a basement corridor. Pipes crossed the ceiling. An old boiler groaned behind a wire cage. At the far end, a service door stood open. Beyond it, engines rumbled. Quinn entered the room and found a disused loading bay. The suspect had knocked over a stack of crates to block the exit. Quinn climbed over them, ignoring the splinters biting through her trousers. The loading bay opened onto a side street behind Cambridge Circus. The suspect had crossed already. Quinn saw them run towards Charing Cross Road, head lowered, the pale object clenched in one hand. She followed. Traffic flooded the junction. Buses dragged red reflections through the standing water. Pedestrians collided beneath umbrellas, swore and hurried on. Quinn shouldered through the crowd, her badge raised. “Police. Move.” The suspect cut between a couple arguing beside a takeaway. The man grabbed at the coat but caught only fabric. A strip tore loose and fluttered into the gutter. Quinn reached the couple. “Which way?” The woman pointed towards the bookshops. “Down there. Your man pushed my husband.” “Not a man,” the husband muttered. Quinn kept running. The suspect disappeared into a narrow lane lined with shuttered shops. A cracked sign pointed towards an underground station entrance. The station had closed before Quinn joined the Metropolitan Police. Its name had been painted over, but the old lettering showed through beneath layers of grime. CAMDEN TOWN LOW LEVEL. Quinn entered the lane. The city noise fell away behind her. At the end of the lane, the suspect stood beside a chained gate. A red emergency lamp flickered above the entrance. The figure held up the pale object. “Last warning,” Quinn called. The suspect pressed the object into a rusted slot beside the gate. The chain dropped. Quinn slowed. The object was not a coin. Bone showed beneath its polished surface, carved with a circle of tiny teeth. The gate swung inward. Beyond it waited a descending stairway, black at the bottom. Quinn stopped beneath the emergency lamp. Rainwater ran from her cropped salt-and-pepper hair down the side of her face. Her watch ticked against her wrist. The second hand moved with military precision. The suspect stepped through the gate. “You have no idea what’s under London,” they said. “I know enough to arrest you.” “No. You know enough to be afraid.” The suspect pulled the gate shut from the other side. Quinn reached it before the chain could rise. She thrust her hand through the bars and caught the figure’s sleeve. The fabric stretched. The suspect twisted, quick and strong, and drove an elbow into her face. Pain burst across Quinn’s cheekbone. Her grip failed. The gate locked. The suspect descended. Quinn tested the chain. It held. She scanned the lane. No cameras. No witnesses. The emergency lamp buzzed overhead. Somewhere beneath the pavement, a train passed without showing on any map. She touched her cheek and checked her fingers for blood. There was none. That made her pause. The strike had landed hard enough to split skin. Her glove should have carried a smear. Instead, her fingers felt cold and wet, as if she had touched river water. Quinn drew her pistol. She looked at the gate again. Morris had carried a similar mark in his notebook. She had found it on the last page, drawn in red ink over a list of names. At the time, she had believed it represented a gang, a symbol, a private joke. Two days later, Morris disappeared. The memory arrived as a sound, not an image. Three knocks. Then two. From the other side of a locked door. Quinn unhooked the chain. The gate opened with a long metallic shriek. The stairway descended beneath Camden, narrow and steep. Old tiles peeled from the walls in white flakes. Posters advertised bands that had split up twenty years earlier. Their faces stared at Quinn through mould and torn paper. She went down. At the bottom, a platform stretched into darkness. The tracks had vanished beneath a sheet of black water. No lamps worked except a row of small blue bulbs fixed to the walls. They illuminated a scattering of footprints. Some belonged to the suspect. Others had no heel marks. Quinn followed the prints along the platform. Her pistol pointed towards the dark. Water lapped against the edge with a slow, patient sound. A voice came from behind her. “Detective.” Quinn turned. A man stood halfway up the stairs. Tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in a grey suit that looked too clean for the tunnel. He held a folded umbrella in one hand. His skin had a waxy sheen. A silver pin shaped like a closed eye gleamed on his lapel. “Your name,” Quinn said. “Names cost more down here.” “Then you can pay for an introduction at the station.” He smiled without showing his teeth. “You brought a weapon. That counts as currency.” Quinn raised the pistol. “Move aside.” The man glanced at it. “Bullets make poor arguments in the Market.” “Step aside.” “You need a token.” “I need the suspect.” “Everyone needs something.” A splash sounded in the darkness beyond the platform. Quinn turned her torch towards it. The beam struck a row of stalls beneath the old station arches. They had not stood there a moment ago. Canvas awnings hung over tables packed with strange goods. Glass jars held things that twitched in green fluid. Silver knives floated above velvet cloth. A woman with a veil of black feathers weighed tiny red stones on brass scales. The market stretched farther than the station should have allowed. Lanterns burned in colours that made the walls seem to breathe. Figures moved through the aisles, some human, some close enough to pass at a distance. The suspect stood at the nearest stall. They had removed the black coat. Beneath it, a white shirt clung to a narrow frame. The pale bone token rested in the palm of one hand. The stallholder leaned over the table. Her fingers ended in lacquered claws. “You brought a police dog,” she said. “She followed the scent,” the suspect replied. Quinn stepped off the platform. The suited man blocked her path. “Entry requires a bone token.” “I have no token.” “Then you have no entry.” The suspect looked over their shoulder. Their eyes held the same green reflection Quinn had seen beneath the Raven’s Nest sign. “You can leave,” they called. “Walk back up the stairs. Forget what you saw.” Quinn took another step. The blue bulbs along the platform went out one by one. The market fell silent. Quinn felt the old scar of Morris’s case open inside her chest, though nothing touched her. The sound came again, from deep beneath the tracks. Three knocks. Two. The suited man lowered his umbrella. “Detective Quinn,” he said, and his voice had changed. “You should not have brought that name here.” Quinn’s grip tightened around the pistol. “What name?” The stallholder turned towards her. Under the black veil, her face had no eyes. “Morris,” she whispered. The suspect threw the bone token. Quinn caught it. The moment it touched her palm, every lantern in the market flared white. Something enormous shifted beneath the flooded tracks. The water surged over the platform, carrying a man’s radio, a single black shoe and a hand that knocked three times against the concrete wall.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags10
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences35
tagDensity0.286
leniency0.571
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1822
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)
83.53% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1822
totalAiIsms6
found
0
word"weight"
count1
1
word"flicked"
count1
2
word"fluttered"
count1
3
word"flickered"
count1
4
word"scanned"
count1
5
word"velvet"
count1
highlights
0"weight"
1"flicked"
2"fluttered"
3"flickered"
4"scanned"
5"velvet"
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
narrationSentences218
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount3
hedgeCount2
narrationSentences218
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches
0"appeared to"
1"seem to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences241
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen25
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1822
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions9
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
24.40% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions62
wordCount1672
uniqueNames14
maxNameDensity2.51
worstName"Quinn"
maxWindowNameDensity4
worstWindowName"Quinn"
discoveredNames
Harlow1
Quinn42
Raven2
Nest2
Cambridge1
Circus1
Charing1
Cross1
Road1
Metropolitan1
Police1
Morris4
Camden1
Three3
persons
0"Harlow"
1"Quinn"
2"Raven"
3"Morris"
places
0"Cambridge"
1"Charing"
2"Cross"
3"Road"
globalScore0.244
windowScore0.333
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences140
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"looked like a coin, though the metal appe"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1822
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences241
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs136
mean13.4
std14
cv1.045
sampleLengths
015
134
25
331
47
556
68
75
832
929
105
1135
123
1311
1460
155
166
1744
188
195
2028
2110
2212
2330
244
253
263
272
288
2930
3016
315
3236
333
3432
3534
3633
372
3828
392
4029
414
422
436
447
456
463
4746
484
494
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences218
matches
0"been painted"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount0
totalVerbs286
matches(empty)
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences241
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1675
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount27
adverbRatio0.016119402985074627
lyAdverbCount2
lyAdverbRatio0.0011940298507462687
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences241
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences241
mean7.56
std4.3
cv0.569
sampleLengths
015
119
24
36
45
55
615
716
87
94
1018
1120
1214
134
144
155
169
174
1819
196
202
212
2210
239
245
2515
266
278
286
293
305
312
322
332
3411
3519
368
377
3815
395
406
4113
4214
4317
448
455
466
478
4814
4910
43.43% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats17
diversityRatio0.3029045643153527
totalSentences241
uniqueOpeners73
68.73% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount4
totalSentences194
matches
0"Then the figure slipped through"
1"Then the suspect climbed higher."
2"Somewhere beneath the pavement, a"
3"Instead, her fingers felt cold"
ratio0.021
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount34
totalSentences194
matches
0"She saw the suspect’s coat"
1"She shouldered through and found"
2"She cut the corner, boots"
3"Her leather watch caught on"
4"She looked down."
5"Her superiors had called it"
6"She rolled over the parapet"
7"It looked like a coin,"
8"Her boots struck the far"
9"Her knees buckled."
10"She caught the parapet with"
11"She reached the stairwell door"
12"She pushed through."
13"Its name had been painted"
14"Her watch ticked against her"
15"She thrust her hand through"
16"Her grip failed."
17"She scanned the lane."
18"She touched her cheek and"
19"Her glove should have carried"
ratio0.175
14.12% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount173
totalSentences194
matches
0"The suspect vaulted the bonnet"
1"Detective Harlow Quinn reached the"
2"A taxi horn blared."
3"Tyres hissed over the flooded"
4"Someone shouted about her mother."
5"Quinn ignored all of them."
6"She saw the suspect’s coat"
7"Quinn hit the gate at"
8"The latch tore free."
9"She shouldered through and found"
10"Rain streamed from the edges"
11"The suspect had left a"
12"A bottle smashed somewhere ahead."
13"Quinn drew her baton but"
14"The alley bent left."
15"She cut the corner, boots"
16"The figure moved with ugly"
17"A pale face turned towards"
18"The eyes reflected the neon"
19"Quinn crossed the alley in"
ratio0.892
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences194
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences62
technicalSentenceCount2
matches
0"Tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in a grey suit that looked too clean for the tunnel."
1"The water surged over the platform, carrying a man’s radio, a single black shoe and a hand that knocked three times against the concrete wall."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags10
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
92.86% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags10
fancyCount2
fancyTags
0"the husband muttered (mutter)"
1"she whispered (whisper)"
dialogueSentences35
tagDensity0.286
leniency0.571
rawRatio0.2
effectiveRatio0.114
87.5692%