Run: 2026-09-03-01M1K4WB0H5ADR2RHZYT66E9SG

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46.3s
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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
He hit the service gate and kept running. Harlow Quinn vaulted it a half second later. Her palm slapped wet metal and she cleared the rail without breaking stride. The kid was fast for someone in a patched denim jacket, lanky and loose, and he knew the cut-throughs. He was twenty metres ahead when he glanced back. That glance cost him. He clipped a stack of milk crates and staggered. Harlow closed the gap. Rain hammered the cobbles between Greek Street and Old Compton Road. It hammered her shoulders, her cropped salt-and-pepper hair, the worn leather watch on her left wrist. Water splashed off the orange awnings and the late queues. Neon smeared across puddles. The air tasted of diesel and fried onions and cheap bin bags left out too long. Her lungs burned. Her boots slapped and sprayed. She called out once. The kid did not stop. He cut left through a narrow alley that stank of urine and old beer. Harlow followed. Brick swallowed sound. Somewhere above, a window slammed. She kept her knees soft, her weight centred, the way the army had taught her before the Met refined it into military precision. Eighteen years left a pattern in muscle. The alley spat them back onto a broader street. The Raven's Nest sweated light onto the pavement. Its distinctive green neon sign buzzed and flickered above the entrance, a dimly lit bar with the door propped open despite the weather. Inside, the walls were covered with old maps and black and white photographs, curling at the edges from years of cigarette smoke and damp. Someone had left the bookshelf ajar. A thin line of amber light cut from the hidden back room used for clandestine meetings. Heads turned as she pounded past. A man at the bar lifted his glass and watched her chase the kid north. She lost two seconds to a taxi that braked hard. Horn blared. She slapped its bonnet and kept going. "Police! Out of the way!" The kid did not look back again. He ran with his elbows high, jacket flapping, trainers hissing on wet tarmac. He ran like someone with a place to be, not someone lost. That bothered her more than the speed. Most runners panicked. They zigzagged. This one ran a straight line toward Camden. Harlow's radio crackled on her shoulder. Dispatch chatter. She ignored it. This was the third time in ten days she had seen that jacket. First outside the lockup in Battersea where the clique stored whatever they did not want logged. Second near the river stairs where DS Morris had gone under three years ago. Unexplained circumstances, the report had said. Harlow had never accepted that phrase. The jacket meant a thread. She tugged it. The city blurred. Shopfronts became streaks of cheap white light and shuttered steel. Buses hissed. A delivery rider swerved. The rain thickened and turned the streets into black glass. Her brown eyes watered against it, but she held the shape of the kid in sight. He veered off the main road at the edge of Camden, where the high street gave way to the low brick arches and the canal smell. He did not slow for the crowd spilling from the late market stalls. He shouldered through and dropped down a service stairwell that the council had fenced off years ago. The fence was cut. A fresh chain hung loose. Harlow skidded to the top of the steps. The stairwell dropped into darkness. Concrete sweated. The stink of mould and old piss rose off it. Graffiti looped over a sign that read NO ENTRY. Below, an emergency door stood open a hand's breadth, propped with a brick. Cold air breathed out. It carried a different scent. Incense. Copper. Something sweet and wrong, like burnt sugar. The kid hit the door and vanished. Harlow took the steps two at a time. Water poured down the handrail and soaked her sleeve. At the bottom she kicked the brick free and shouldered through. The abandoned Tube station beneath Camden yawned beyond. Tracks ripped up, tiles cracked, the vaulted ceiling still holding the soot of a hundred years of trains. Work lights had been strung up, bare bulbs swaying on cables, but most of the illumination came from stalls. Dozens of them, crammed between the old platforms, lit by lanterns and oil lamps and strips of green chemical light that had no business burning steady. The Veil Market. She had heard whispers, never seen it. It moved locations every full moon, and tonight the moon was fat and low over London. The stalls sold things that did not belong in daylight. Jars of clouded liquid with things curled inside. Bundles of dried herbs that smoked without fire. Enchanted goods laid out on velvet. Banned alchemical substances in unmarked vials. A man with filed teeth examined a bone token at a gate made of scaffold poles. Entry requirement. No token, no passage, but the kid had flashed one and a guard let him through. Harlow stepped up to the gate. The guard looked her over. Tall, sharp jaw, military bearing still visible even soaked to the bone. He held out a hand. "Token." Harlow stared past him. The kid pushed through the crowd. He was not running now. He walked, quick, shoulders low, toward the far arch where the old tunnel curved into shadow. "Police. Step aside." The guard smiled. His teeth were stained. "Not police territory." A hand touched her elbow from behind. She spun, hand dropping to her hip where her baton sat. Tomás Herrera stood there, rain still shining on his short curly dark brown hair. Olive skin darkened by the lamplight. The scar running along his left forearm caught the glow, a pale rope from a knife attack years ago. His Saint Christopher medallion hung outside his shirt, tapping his collarbone as he breathed. He smelled faintly of antiseptic and tobacco. "You should not be here, Detective." "Tomás." "Tonight you should be home. Dry." "You follow me here?" "I provide off the books medical care for the clique. I work here when they call." He glanced toward the gate, toward the kid, toward the stalls where a woman counted teeth into a bowl. His warm brown eyes flicked back to Harlow. "You chased one of them into their living room. This is not like Soho. These people do not respect badges." "I watched him come in. I am not leaving." "You have no bone token. You cross that line without one, you break their law. Their law is not your law. You understand." Harlow flexed her wrist. The worn leather watch ticked. Tick tock. Steady in the damp. "That kid was at Battersea. He was at the river when Morris died." Tomás lowered his voice. "Then you know this is a snare. They wanted you to follow." The guard at the scaffold gate watched them. Another guard moved closer, a woman with shaved hair and a tattooed throat. The market noise dipped around them. Lanterns swayed. A kettle whistled somewhere and nobody answered it. Harlow looked at the gate, at the crowd, at the tunnel where the kid now lingered by a pillar and looked straight back at her. He lifted his hand. In it, a second bone token. He set it on the pillar top and left it there. Invitation. Her heart hammered against her ribs. Protocol said call it in, wait for backup, log the location and let the supervisors argue. Three years of that had buried Morris in paper. Three years of procedure had let the clique grow bolder. Her feet shifted on wet concrete. Water dripped from her chin. "Harlow." Tomás used her first name once a year. It landed hard. "If you go in there, I cannot protect you. I lost my license for administering unauthorised treatments to supernatural patients. I will not lose more." Harlow met his eyes, then stepped past him. She knocked the guard's arm aside and pushed through the scaffold gate before he decided to stop her. The crowd parted a little, then closed. The air changed. Thicker. Warmed by bodies and strange smoke. The sounds of the city above vanished. The rain was gone. Only the drip of the old station and the mutter of trade and the hum of those green lights. She crossed to the pillar and picked up the bone token. It was warm. Freshly cut, the marrow still oily. It left a greasy mark on her palm. The kid waited ten feet down the tunnel, half in shadow. He smiled. He had good teeth for a street kid. "Detective Quinn." She pocketed the token. Her fingers brushed her baton. "You wanted me here. Here I am." He tilted his head. Behind him, deeper in the tunnel, shapes moved. More than shoppers. Men in heavy coats who did not shop. They watched her with the stillness of people who had already decided. "Do you know what they sell here that costs most?" He stepped closer. Rain should have dripped off him, but he was dry. "Information. For example, how your partner screamed when he understood." The blood left her face, then rushed back hot. Tomás shouted her name from the gate, but the scaffold gate slammed shut with a clang. The guards crossed their bars. Locks clicked. The bulbs overhead shivered, then dimmed to a deep red. The kid stepped back and melted into the crowd of coats. The coats kept coming forward. Harlow pulled her baton and heard the steel sing free. The market bell rang once, loud and clear.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags2
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences20
tagDensity0.1
leniency0.2
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1602
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)
84.39% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1602
totalAiIsms5
found
0
word"weight"
count1
1
word"flickered"
count1
2
word"clandestine"
count1
3
word"velvet"
count1
4
word"flicked"
count1
highlights
0"weight"
1"flickered"
2"clandestine"
3"velvet"
4"flicked"
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
narrationSentences168
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount2
hedgeCount0
narrationSentences168
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches(empty)
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences186
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen35
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1602
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions2
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
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wordCount1425
uniqueNames23
maxNameDensity0.98
worstName"Harlow"
maxWindowNameDensity2
worstWindowName"Harlow"
discoveredNames
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Greek1
Street1
Old1
Compton1
Road1
Met1
Raven1
Nest1
Camden3
Battersea1
Morris2
Tube1
Veil1
Market1
London1
Herrera1
Saint1
Christopher1
Harlow14
Rain2
Water3
Tomás4
persons
0"Quinn"
1"Met"
2"Raven"
3"Nest"
4"Morris"
5"Herrera"
6"Saint"
7"Christopher"
8"Harlow"
9"Rain"
10"Water"
11"Tomás"
places
0"Greek"
1"Street"
2"Old"
3"Compton"
4"Road"
5"Battersea"
6"London"
globalScore1
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences109
glossingSentenceCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1602
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount2
totalSentences186
matches
0"seen that jacket"
1"accepted that phrase"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs59
mean27.15
std25.24
cv0.929
sampleLengths
08
140
222
34
465
59
654
79
898
919
105
1152
1274
1345
1465
1565
167
1728
1897
1972
2028
211
2231
233
247
253
2618
2760
286
291
306
314
3263
339
3423
3515
3613
374
3812
3937
4047
4152
421
4311
4425
458
4665
4728
4821
492
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount1
totalSentences168
matches
0"was gone"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs248
matches
0"was not running"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences186
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1428
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount35
adverbRatio0.024509803921568627
lyAdverbCount6
lyAdverbRatio0.004201680672268907
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences186
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences186
mean8.61
std5.97
cv0.693
sampleLengths
08
18
213
319
49
54
69
74
811
916
1010
114
1216
133
145
154
165
1714
182
193
205
2123
227
239
248
2523
2624
276
2816
296
3015
3110
322
337
345
357
3613
3712
387
393
402
418
426
432
443
4513
4616
4714
486
496
61.65% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats12
diversityRatio0.40860215053763443
totalSentences186
uniqueOpeners76
87.15% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount4
totalSentences153
matches
0"Somewhere above, a window slammed."
1"Only the drip of the"
2"Freshly cut, the marrow still"
3"More than shoppers."
ratio0.026
94.51% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount48
totalSentences153
matches
0"He hit the service gate"
1"Her palm slapped wet metal"
2"He was twenty metres ahead"
3"He clipped a stack of"
4"It hammered her shoulders, her"
5"Her lungs burned."
6"Her boots slapped and sprayed."
7"She called out once."
8"He cut left through a"
9"She kept her knees soft,"
10"Its distinctive green neon sign"
11"She lost two seconds to"
12"She slapped its bonnet and"
13"He ran with his elbows"
14"He ran like someone with"
15"She ignored it."
16"She tugged it."
17"Her brown eyes watered against"
18"He veered off the main"
19"He did not slow for"
ratio0.314
41.70% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount128
totalSentences153
matches
0"He hit the service gate"
1"Harlow Quinn vaulted it a"
2"Her palm slapped wet metal"
3"The kid was fast for"
4"He was twenty metres ahead"
5"That glance cost him."
6"He clipped a stack of"
7"Harlow closed the gap."
8"It hammered her shoulders, her"
9"Water splashed off the orange"
10"Neon smeared across puddles."
11"The air tasted of diesel"
12"Her lungs burned."
13"Her boots slapped and sprayed."
14"She called out once."
15"The kid did not stop."
16"He cut left through a"
17"Brick swallowed sound."
18"She kept her knees soft,"
19"The alley spat them back"
ratio0.837
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences153
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences55
technicalSentenceCount1
matches
0"Dozens of them, crammed between the old platforms, lit by lanterns and oil lamps and strips of green chemical light that had no business burning steady."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags2
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags0
92.3133%