Run: 2026-09-03-01M1KASPZ66YG1D6MQCCYA727E

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Duration:
1m 23s
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$0.026639
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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 threw a shoulder into a stack of wooden pallets and sent them toppling behind him. Harlow Quinn vaulted the first, caught her left boot on the second, and used the stumble to launch herself forward. Rain needled her face. The alley stank of chip fat and wet cardboard. "Met Police! Stop!" The man glanced back. Young, hood drawn low, with a split lower lip that curled into something like a smile. He ran harder. Harlow followed him out of the alley and onto Inverness Street. The old market stalls stood shuttered under green tarpaulins, their padlocks jangling as the wind caught them. Puddles mirrored the few neon signs still buzzing above empty shopfronts. A night bus sluiced past, throwing up a sheet of black water. Harlow used the moment to cut diagonal. He was heading for Camden Lock. Her lungs burned. Eighteen years in the Met, and street work still found the soldering-iron seam between her ribs. She eased her radio from her belt. "Quinn to control. Foot pursuit, male, early twenties, dark hooded top. South along Chalk Farm Road toward Camden Lock." "Control to Quinn. Units two minutes out." "Not fast enough." She clicked the radio back and pushed harder. The suspect turned through a gap between a boarded-up ticket office and a shuttered café. Harlow recognised the narrow cut. It dead-ended at the old Camden Town deep shelter. They used it for storage now. Or so the council said. The rain slackened enough for her to hear his trainers slapping stone. He reached a rusted door at the back of the dead end, painted over with tags. Without slowing, he thrust a hand into his jacket and produced something small and pale. He pressed it against the door and vanished through. No lock clicked. No hinges screamed. Harlow stopped a few feet back. She drew her torch and swept the beam across the door. The rust looked old, but the handle gleamed with fresh use. At the centre of the door, where a letter flap might have been, she saw a narrow slot. Something had scratched the surrounding metal white. She reached inside her own jacket, under the stab vest, and touched the small evidence bag tucked against her sternum. Three years she had carried it. The bone token. DS Morris's last private joke, unlogged and unexplained. A ridged disc of something too smooth for ivory, too warm for the frozen evidence locker. Harlow pulled the bag free and held it to the light. The token felt heavier now than it had that morning. "Quinn to control. Suspect entered the deep shelter access behind the old ticket office on Miller Street. I'm following." "Wait for backup, Detective." "Can't. Door won't hold." It wasn't true. The door hadn't moved. But she clipped the radio to her belt, tore the bag open with her teeth, and pressed the bone token into the slot. The door opened inward without sound. Stairs dropped away, steep and narrow, lit by bulbs the colour of weak tea. The air that came up carried a smell she didn't have a name for: hot copper, old flowers, and wet stone. From somewhere below, a rhythmic noise rose, not music exactly, more like breathing through instruments. Harlow descended. The stairs turned twice before she lost count. Her torch caught walls that changed as she went deeper: first painted brick, then glazed tile, then rough stone that gleamed with damp. The rain had stopped mattering. Time had stopped mattering. The radio on her belt hissed once and went silent. At the bottom, a wide concrete tunnel opened before her. Old tracks ran along the floor, rusted to a single colour. But the tunnel had been transformed. Stalls built from salvaged doors and railway sleepers lined both sides, their awnings made from stitched canvas and painted with symbols Harlow could almost read. Lanterns hung from exposed cables, burning without flicker, though no bulbs sat inside them. The market ran deeper than the tunnel should have allowed. Harlow stopped at the threshold. The suspect stood thirty feet ahead, shaking rain from his hood. He turned, caught her eye, and raised two fingers to his temple like a gun. Then he stepped into the crowd. The crowd noticed her. Not all at once. A woman in a dress of stitched banknotes looked up from a tray of blackened teeth and smiled too wide. A child with too many knuckles crouched on a crate and sniffed the air. Three men playing dice on a fold-out table stopped mid-throw. Their eyes caught the torch beam and flashed, just for a moment, the way a fox's eyes catch headlights. Harlow killed the torch. "Shouldn't have done that," a voice said from beside her. She turned. A man in a green surgical apron leaned against the tunnel wall, arms crossed. The Saint Christopher medallion around his neck caught the lantern light. His dark hair curled over his ears, and a scar ran along his left forearm where it disappeared into a nitrile glove. Tomás Herrera. She'd seen his photograph once, in a file the Greeks had shared. Off-the-books paramedic for London's impossible residents. "Where's my suspect?" Tomás tilted his head. "You are a long way from Martin Place, Detective Quinn." "Didn't answer my question." "The man you chased is Jasper Vale. He steals from the wrong stalls. The Market will deal with him." "He's a person of interest in a murder." "Here he is less interesting." Tomás straightened and stepped into her path. "You don't have a token. How did you get through?" Harlow didn't answer. Tomás looked at her sternum, where the empty evidence bag still hung from her fingers. Recognition moved behind his eyes. "Whose bone?" "Friend of mine." "Was it now." Tomás made the sign of the cross without taking his gaze off her. "The door takes what the door takes. You understand me? It might have liked the smell of his death on that bone." Harlow's jaw tightened. "I don't have time for ghost stories." "Then run." Tomás stepped aside and spread his arm toward the stalls. "But this place does not love your badge. And I do not collect police." The crowd had resumed its business, but the attention remained. A vendor called out in a language that unspooled like wet rope. The air pressed against her ears. Somewhere ahead, Jasper Vale ducked beneath a curtain of iron beads and out of sight. Harlow moved. She got four paces before the first stall closed. A shutter of corrugated iron slammed down across a display of jars, each one swirling with something that was not smoke. Then another stall, this one stacked with clocks that all ticked backwards. Then a third, its keeper hissing through a tongue split down the middle. "Jasper!" Harlow drew her expandable baton. "Met Police!" The bead curtain was still swaying. She pushed through it. The space beyond was larger than the tunnel, much larger, and it should not have existed under Camden. A high ceiling of ribbed stone arched over hundreds of stalls. A train track still ran through the centre, but on it sat something that might have been a train, if trains were made of bone and amber. The market had its own weather. A fine mist hung near the ceiling, and beneath it, the Lantern Market, the Blood Exchange, the Stalls of Long Sleep. Harlow recognised some names from Morris's last notebook. Jasper Vale sprinted along the old platform, knocking a crate of brass instruments from a table. The resulting clatter sounded like a child laughing. Harlow vaulted the crate and followed. A hand shot out from a stall to her right and caught her wrist. The grip was cold, too strong. Harlow twisted, raised the baton. "Easy, Detective." Tomás had somehow kept pace with her. "That's the Boneweaver's stall. He weighs payment in knuckles." "Then tell him to keep his hands to himself." Tomás said something low and quick in Spanish. The hand released her. "Jasper is heading for the Undercroft," Tomás said. "Below that, even I don't go." "Then stay." "You don't understand. If you chase him there, you will not come back with that badge shining." Harlow looked down the platform. Jasper Vale had reached a set of stairs that spiralled into shadow. He glanced back once, and this time he wasn't smiling. The market lights flickered. A low bell tolled from somewhere that shouldn't have air to carry sound. The crowd parted, not in panic, but in ritual. Stalls began to close themselves, cloths drawing tight like eyes. Harlow Quinn looked at the stairs. Then at Tomás. "I've already paid the toll," she said. And she went down, into the dark below the market, with the sound of Tomás Herrera's warning chasing her like rain.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
75.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags8
adverbTagCount2
adverbTags
0"Tomás stepped aside [aside]"
1"Tomás had somehow [somehow]"
dialogueSentences32
tagDensity0.25
leniency0.5
rawRatio0.25
effectiveRatio0.125
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1468
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)
89.78% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1468
totalAiIsms3
found
0
word"rhythmic"
count1
1
word"flicker"
count1
2
word"flickered"
count1
highlights
0"rhythmic"
1"flicker"
2"flickered"
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
emotionTells1
narrationSentences125
matches
0"t in panic"
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences125
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences149
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen27
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1468
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions7
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
66.67% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions64
wordCount1234
uniqueNames25
maxNameDensity1.54
worstName"Harlow"
maxWindowNameDensity3
worstWindowName"Tomás"
discoveredNames
Quinn2
Inverness1
Street1
Camden3
Lock1
Met1
Town1
Morris2
Harlow19
Saint1
Christopher1
Herrera2
Greeks1
London1
Jasper3
Vale3
Lantern1
Market1
Blood1
Exchange1
Stalls3
Long1
Sleep1
Tomás11
Spanish1
persons
0"Quinn"
1"Lock"
2"Morris"
3"Harlow"
4"Saint"
5"Christopher"
6"Herrera"
7"Greeks"
8"Jasper"
9"Vale"
10"Market"
11"Stalls"
12"Tomás"
places
0"Inverness"
1"Street"
2"Camden"
3"Met"
4"Town"
5"London"
6"Spanish"
globalScore0.73
windowScore0.667
95.05% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences91
glossingSentenceCount2
matches
0"something like a smile"
1"sounded like a child laughing"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches1
per1kWords0.681
wordCount1468
matches
0"not in panic, but in ritual"
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount1
totalSentences149
matches
0"had that morning"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
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std21.02
cv0.902
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358
46
526
619
77
83
948
1052
116
1253
1353
1421
1519
164
174
1830
196
2050
212
2250
2376
2437
2571
264
2710
2849
2920
303
3114
324
3319
348
3522
363
3720
382
393
4038
4110
4226
4343
442
4555
468
4710
4891
4924
99.65% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount2
totalSentences125
matches
0"been transformed"
1"were made"
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount2
totalVerbs211
matches
0"was heading"
1"was still swaying"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences149
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1241
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount37
adverbRatio0.029814665592264304
lyAdverbCount1
lyAdverbRatio0.0008058017727639
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences149
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences149
mean9.85
std5.88
cv0.597
sampleLengths
017
120
24
39
43
54
616
73
811
917
1011
1112
127
136
143
1516
167
1719
187
193
208
2115
225
239
246
255
2612
2716
2815
299
303
313
326
3311
3411
3518
367
3720
386
393
408
4116
4211
4310
4419
454
464
473
484
4923
56.60% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats4
diversityRatio0.35570469798657717
totalSentences149
uniqueOpeners53
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount5
totalSentences119
matches
0"Then he stepped into the"
1"Somewhere ahead, Jasper Vale ducked"
2"Then another stall, this one"
3"Then a third, its keeper"
4"Then at Tomás."
ratio0.042
100.00% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount20
totalSentences119
matches
0"He ran harder."
1"He was heading for Camden"
2"Her lungs burned."
3"She eased her radio from"
4"She clicked the radio back"
5"It dead-ended at the old"
6"They used it for storage"
7"He reached a rusted door"
8"He pressed it against the"
9"She drew her torch and"
10"She reached inside her own"
11"It wasn't true."
12"Her torch caught walls that"
13"He turned, caught her eye,"
14"Their eyes caught the torch"
15"His dark hair curled over"
16"She'd seen his photograph once,"
17"She got four paces before"
18"She pushed through it."
19"He glanced back once, and"
ratio0.168
52.44% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount97
totalSentences119
matches
0"The suspect threw a shoulder"
1"Harlow Quinn vaulted the first,"
2"Rain needled her face."
3"The alley stank of chip"
4"The man glanced back."
5"He ran harder."
6"Harlow followed him out of"
7"The old market stalls stood"
8"Puddles mirrored the few neon"
9"A night bus sluiced past,"
10"Harlow used the moment to"
11"He was heading for Camden"
12"Her lungs burned."
13"She eased her radio from"
14"She clicked the radio back"
15"The suspect turned through a"
16"Harlow recognised the narrow cut."
17"It dead-ended at the old"
18"They used it for storage"
19"The rain slackened enough for"
ratio0.815
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences119
matches(empty)
ratio0
100.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences59
technicalSentenceCount3
matches
0"Young, hood drawn low, with a split lower lip that curled into something like a smile."
1"Her torch caught walls that changed as she went deeper: first painted brick, then glazed tile, then rough stone that gleamed with damp."
2"A shutter of corrugated iron slammed down across a display of jars, each one swirling with something that was not smoke."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags8
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags3
fancyCount0
fancyTags(empty)
dialogueSentences32
tagDensity0.094
leniency0.188
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
91.1730%