Run: 2026-09-02-01M1HGMXR2D9Q8PVW5CQ522S7D

Run Details

Duration:
3m 14s
Cost:
$0.007958
Provider:
Alibaba

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 bookshelf slammed across Harlow Quinn’s nose. She spat the taste of brass polish, caught the oak edge with her fingers, and drove her boot through the panels behind it. Old maps fluttered from the Raven’s Nest hidden room, covering the barman’s boots with dead coastlines and black-and-white faces. Tomás Herrera had gone. No. A flash of wet olive cloth slipped beneath a doorway, and Harlow moved. The worn leather watch on her wrist hit the doorframe, ticking against her pulse. Eighteen years at the Met taught her one thing. People who ran from her usually had a corpse waiting at the end of their sprint. “Stop!” The word tore from her throat sharp enough to cut glass. He did not stop. His boots struck a spiral stair, then a service passage that stank of beer yeast and old smoke. She caught a glimpse of his hair, short curls beaded with rain, and a Saint Christopher medallion swinging against his shirt. A witness sketch showed the medallion. It matched the man who had carried a body out of a Bermondsey flat three nights running. The alley door gave on a green neon glow from the Raven’s Nest sign. The light bled over wet bricks, puddles, and the backs of stolen bicycles. Rain chased Harlow out of the bar, running down her jacket, filling the hollow of her sharp jaw. She scanned the street. No suspect. No taxi. Just a black van with reverse lights bleeding red across the pavement. Then she heard him. A thud from behind a dumpster. The scrape of leather. A soft Spanish curse, low and bitter. “Herrera.” He came around the corner fast. Warm brown eyes locked on hers for a breathless second. His left forearm showed a pale knife scar, raised and shiny with water. In his hands he held a folded sheet of paper. It was not a weapon, but he gripped it like a shield. “You should not be here.” “Neither should a man with a missing patient’s file.” She took one step. “Give it to me.” He turned. The chase split open again. They tore down Greek Street. Tourists screamed at the splash. A woman’s umbrella snapped upward as Herrera ducked it like a rugby tackle. Harlow followed the sway of his shoulders, the wet cloth over his spine, the way he favoured his right leg. A paramedic who treated everyone else and limped when nobody watched. He cut left into a mews, kicked open a chain-link gate, and disappeared into the dark beyond. Harlow hit the gate with both hands. It shrieked, bucked, and nearly took her fingers. She forced it down, jumped, and landed in a puddle that soaked her trousers to the knee. The taste of metal flooded her mouth. Rain drummed against her neck. Somewhere ahead, traffic moaned and brakes sighed. Rain plastered her closely cropped salt-and-pepper hair flat against her skull, and she wiped her eyes without breaking stride. The street sign ahead said Camden Town. She had spent three years hunting the clique that used this district as a kitchen pantry. Now she had a man who could stitch a throat, a file he would not let go, and a bone token rolling across the wet pavement like a tooth. The token was small enough to fit in her palm, long enough to look cruel. It was bone, pale cream, with a faint human smell, warm and clean. Harlow turned it over. A mark on one face matched the faded logo on a Camden tube map she had memorized years ago. The suspect was running to the Underground. She followed the token. Her radio crackled with dispatch static. “Quinn, do you have him?” “Not yet.” “Your warrant covers a search, not a pursuit into unauthorised districts.” The voice broke into hiss. “Keep the paperwork out of it.” Harlow pocketed the token and ran. The streets climbed and twisted, rain turning every light into a smear of oil. She passed a corner shop with shutters half down and a cat watching the world from a stack of newspapers. She passed a late café where a man raised his cup at her as if she were the only live thing left in London. The city opened its mouth and let her in through Camden. The abandoned station sat beneath a patchwork of hoardings and a dead bus shelter. Its tiled walls were yellowed and slick, its old signs faded to ghosts. The entrance had no ticket hall, only a stairwell that spiralled down into blackness. A hand-painted arrow pointed to a door that should not have existed. Harlow drew her pistol. The metal was cold and certain. The Veil Market moved every full moon, and a stall vendor had once sworn to her that the old platforms smelled of money and fear when the Market came through. The air below the hoardings tasted of both. A boy waited in the doorway, no older than fourteen, with a face pale enough to glow. He held out a basket. “Token.” She showed the bone. He sniffed it, frowned, and handed her a grey card in return. “No badges.” “No metal that remembers orders.” Harlow removed her police credential and tucked it deep in her pocket. “Smart.” She hesitated. The stairwell breathed cold air against her ankles. Below, she heard a market murmur, laughter, the clink of glass, a woman selling something sweet and rotten. She had entered places like this with warrants and support. She had never entered one alone. The worn leather watch tapped once against her wrist. Herrera appeared far below, moving fast through a gap between stalls. His scar caught a lantern’s light. Harlow tucked the pistol into her waistband, took the grey card, and stepped under the door. The Veil Market swallowed her. It lived inside the bones of the Underground, an old platform stretched into a tunnel mouth, tracks covered by carpets and crates. Tents of black oilskin sheltered stalls that sold things no shop on the High Street would carry. A bottle of blue liquid bubbled behind a sign reading Moonwater, filtered. A jar of teeth sat beside silver needles curved like hooks. A vendor wrapped a cloth in red salt and did not look up. The air smelled of wet wool, incense, antiseptic, and the iron tang of a wound. Harlow moved with the blunt rhythm of a drill, counting three steps to a stall, two to a gap. Her shoulder brushed a rug hanging from a rail. People parted without panic. They had done this before, and they did not fear her because they had worse monsters than London detectives. She saw a woman buying a lock of hair. A man sold whispers in glass vials. A child watched Harlow with eyes too dark for her age. Herrera stopped at a corner where a medical trestle stood beneath a dripping tarp. The paper in his hands was a patient file, soaked and curling. A woman lay on a table, pale and breathing in short, careful pulls. Harlow recognised the bruise pattern on her neck. The same marks she had found on two bodies in Soho. The clique’s signature, if a coroner believed in signatures. “Step away from her.” Tomás Herrera laid the file on the table. His hands did not shake. “Your warrant is for obstruction.” He touched the Saint Christopher medallion, a quick prayer with his thumb. “That woman has three minutes.” “You treated her off the books.” “I kept her alive off your books.” He opened the folder. A name slipped across the page, smudged by water. “She is one of yours. You do not call the clique hers.” Harlow moved closer. The rain from her jacket made a dark halo on the carpeted platform. The woman’s eyelids fluttered. A tattoo of a raven pecked at her throat, just beneath the skin. “Morris.” The name came out like a splinter. Herrera’s face changed. He looked at the woman, then at Harlow. “Detective Sergeant Morris had that tattoo too.” “You lied in your statement.” “I told you the truth I could carry.” He pulled a scalpel from his pocket. Harlow raised her pistol again. He did not blink. “Shoot me, and she dies. I need her airway.” The market hummed around them. A stall collapsed somewhere to the left. People shouted, not in fear, but in anger at a delayed transaction. Harlow watched the scar on Herrera’s forearm. It was new underneath the water. He had fought someone in the Nest. She thought of the secret room, the bookshelf, the suspect who had slipped away because Harlow had followed the wrong man. “Herrera.” The voice came from behind a hanging rug of black feathers. A woman stepped into the market light, tall, smiling, holding a bone token the same shape as Harlow’s stolen one. The clique ring on her hand caught Harlow’s eyes. “You led us beautifully.” Harlow looked down. The bone in her palm had turned the pale cream colour of old fingers. It wore a faint engraved tag on one end. M. Her pistol dipped. The woman lifted two fingers. Every lantern on the platform went black at once. In the dark, the woman’s voice brushed Harlow’s ear as if she stood too close. “Thank you for bringing the Market home.” Then a body struck the table beside them. The woman screamed once, short and wet, and Herrera shouted a Spanish curse. Something dragged itself over the edge of the operating table. It had too many joints, and it wore Harlow’s old Met police coat.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags6
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences27
tagDensity0.222
leniency0.444
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1596
totalAiIsmAdverbs0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
100.00% AI-ism character names
Target: 0 AI-default names (17 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
100.00% AI-ism location names
Target: 0 AI-default location names (33 tracked, −20% each)
codexExemptions(empty)
found(empty)
87.47% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1596
totalAiIsms4
found
0
word"fluttered"
count2
1
word"pulse"
count1
2
word"scanned"
count1
highlights
0"fluttered"
1"pulse"
2"scanned"
100.00% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches0
maxInWindow0
found(empty)
highlights(empty)
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells2
narrationSentences142
matches
0"t in fear"
1"t in anger"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount2
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences142
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences163
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen30
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1596
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions3
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
33.33% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions71
wordCount1462
uniqueNames23
maxNameDensity1.57
worstName"Harlow"
maxWindowNameDensity4
worstWindowName"Harlow"
discoveredNames
Harlow23
Quinn1
Raven2
Nest3
Herrera8
Met2
Saint2
Christopher2
Bermondsey1
Spanish2
Greek1
Street2
Camden3
Town1
Underground2
London2
Veil2
Market3
High1
Moonwater1
Soho1
People3
Rain3
persons
0"Harlow"
1"Quinn"
2"Raven"
3"Herrera"
4"Met"
5"Saint"
6"Christopher"
7"Market"
8"Moonwater"
9"People"
10"Rain"
places
0"Greek"
1"Street"
2"Camden"
3"Town"
4"Underground"
5"London"
6"High"
7"Soho"
globalScore0.713
windowScore0.333
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences107
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"appeared far below, moving fast through a gap between stalls"
74.69% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches2
per1kWords1.253
wordCount1596
matches
0"not a weapon, but he gripped it like a shield"
1"not in fear, but in anger at a delayed transaction"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences163
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs60
mean26.6
std25.16
cv0.946
sampleLengths
049
14
253
31
411
566
665
74
817
91
1051
115
1217
137
1454
1568
1671
1751
187
1910
205
212
2216
236
246
2569
2663
2738
2822
291
3016
312
3217
331
3453
3517
3616
3795
3878
3967
404
4113
4222
436
4432
4533
461
477
4818
495
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences142
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs229
matches
0"was running"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences163
ratio0
matches(empty)
94.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1468
adjectiveStacks1
stackExamples
0"far below, moving fast"
adverbCount35
adverbRatio0.023841961852861037
lyAdverbCount5
lyAdverbRatio0.0034059945504087193
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences163
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences163
mean9.79
std5.92
cv0.605
sampleLengths
07
123
219
34
41
513
614
79
816
91
1011
114
1218
1321
146
1517
1614
1713
1818
194
202
212
2212
234
246
254
267
271
286
2910
3013
3110
3212
335
3413
354
362
375
385
395
4013
4120
4211
4317
447
458
4617
477
485
497
42.02% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats13
diversityRatio0.2822085889570552
totalSentences163
uniqueOpeners46
98.04% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount4
totalSentences136
matches
0"Just a black van with"
1"Then she heard him."
2"Somewhere ahead, traffic moaned and"
3"Then a body struck the"
ratio0.029
93.53% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount43
totalSentences136
matches
0"She spat the taste of"
1"He did not stop."
2"His boots struck a spiral"
3"She caught a glimpse of"
4"It matched the man who"
5"She scanned the street."
6"He came around the corner"
7"His left forearm showed a"
8"It was not a weapon,"
9"She took one step"
10"They tore down Greek Street."
11"He cut left into a"
12"It shrieked, bucked, and nearly"
13"She forced it down, jumped,"
14"She had spent three years"
15"It was bone, pale cream,"
16"She followed the token."
17"Her radio crackled with dispatch"
18"She passed a corner shop"
19"She passed a late café"
ratio0.316
0.44% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount125
totalSentences136
matches
0"The bookshelf slammed across Harlow"
1"She spat the taste of"
2"Tomás Herrera had gone."
3"A flash of wet olive"
4"The worn leather watch on"
5"People who ran from her"
6"The word tore from her"
7"He did not stop."
8"His boots struck a spiral"
9"She caught a glimpse of"
10"A witness sketch showed the"
11"It matched the man who"
12"The alley door gave on"
13"The light bled over wet"
14"Rain chased Harlow out of"
15"She scanned the street."
16"A thud from behind a"
17"The scrape of leather."
18"A soft Spanish curse, low"
19"He came around the corner"
ratio0.919
36.76% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences136
matches
0"Now she had a man"
ratio0.007
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences67
technicalSentenceCount3
matches
0"People who ran from her usually had a corpse waiting at the end of their sprint."
1"Rain chased Harlow out of the bar, running down her jacket, filling the hollow of her sharp jaw."
2"A hand-painted arrow pointed to a door that should not have existed."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags6
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags0
88.6763%