Run: 2026-10-06-01M48VZFAKNRH9KZN7Q1W4MHN1

Run Details

Duration:
53.7s
Cost:
$0.004410
Provider:
Mistral

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 heel of Quinn's boot struck the puddle's surface and sent a silver arc of spray across the pavement. She'd lost him at the corner of Dean Street, a flash of olive skin and dark curls vanishing into the mouth of an alley that smelled of piss and something sweeter, something wrong. She didn't hesitate. Eighteen years on the force had sanded away hesitation until it became instinct. The alley narrowed. Brick walls pressed close enough to touch both sides. Somewhere ahead, a green neon sign flickered, casting the wet cobblestones in sickly pulses. The Raven's Nest. She knew this place. Every detective in Soho knew it, the way you knew the locations of every morgue and every after-hours clinic that wouldn't ask questions. Quinn drew her warrant card from her breast pocket and let it flip open, the laminated plastic catching the neon. Tomás Herrera. Twenty-nine. Former NHS paramedic. Currently unlicensed, currently off the books, currently running. She'd been tracking him for six weeks. The connection to Morris's death had started as a whisper in the mortuary, a pathologist mentioning that the wound patterns on the body didn't match any weapon in the evidence locker. Supernatural, the word had hung in the air between them, absurd and impossible and somehow still true. Quinn had spent three years chasing that word through files and cold cases and the hollow spaces where her partner should have been. Herrera had appeared in four of those files. Always peripheral. Always gone before she could place him. Now he was running. The alley opened onto a service entrance, metal door propped with a brick, darkness beyond. Quinn pushed through. Her torch beam cut through blackness, catching the curve of a staircase spiralling downward. She counted thirty steps before her boots found concrete, then another twenty before the air changed, thick with ozone and the copper-sweet tang of old blood. The Veil Market. She'd heard the rumours. Every detective heard them, the way you heard about the special unit that didn't exist, the evidence that couldn't be logged, the cases that closed themselves in the small hours. An underground market in Camden, they said. Moved every full moon. Sold things that shouldn't exist to people who shouldn't want them. Quinn had never needed to find it. Until now. The tunnel opened into a cavern of impossible scale, the abandoned Tube station stretched and warped by something that wasn't architecture. Stalls lined the platforms, their vendors hunched behind tables of bone and glass and substances that steamed in the cold air. A woman with too many fingers sold vials of liquid shadow. A man whose reflection moved independently of his body offered maps to places that didn't exist on any chart. And there, slipping between two stalls near the far platform, olive skin and dark curls. Quinn moved through the crowd. Her warrant card hung visible now, clipped to her belt, the way she'd learned to carry it when she wanted to be seen and feared. Most of the vendors ignored her. Some watched with eyes that held too much darkness, pupils dilated to black pools. One, a gaunt thing in a surgeon's apron, hissed as she passed. "Metropolitan," it breathed. "Fresh meat." She didn't slow. Herrera had reached the far end of the platform, where the tunnel continued into deeper dark. He turned, saw her, and his warm brown eyes widened. Recognition. Fear. Something else, something that made her hand tighten on her baton. He ran. The tunnel beyond the platform wasn't a tunnel. It was a throat, lined with teeth of stalactite and something that pulsed with wet, organic rhythm. Quinn followed. Her boots splashed through water that wasn't water, that clung to her ankles with cold fingers. Behind her, the market sounds faded, replaced by a low thrumming that vibrated in her teeth. Herrera stopped at a junction where three passages branched like veins. He pressed his palm against the wall, and the stone rippled, opened, admitted him into a passage that sealed behind him with a sound like a wet cough. Quinn reached the junction. Three ways. No light beyond any of them. The thrumming grew louder, a heartbeat, her own heartbeat doubled and distorted. She checked her torch. Battery at sixty per cent. She checked her sidearm. Seven rounds. Standard issue, useless against whatever lived down here, but better than nothing. The left passage smelled of copper and lavender. The centre, of burning hair. The right, of nothing at all, a void that swallowed scent and sound and hope. Quinn chose the right. The passage narrowed until she walked sideways, shoulder pressed to cold stone. Her torch beam caught nothing but her own breath, crystallising in the air. Then, ahead, a glow, green and familiar, and the sound of a man breathing hard. She found him in a chamber that shouldn't have existed, a cathedral of bone where Herrera knelt before an altar of fused vertebrae. He held something in his hands, something that pulsed with the same rhythm as the walls, and his Saint Christopher medallion swung against his chest, catching the green light. "Detective Quinn." His voice cracked. "You shouldn't be here." She stepped into the chamber. The door sealed behind her, stone grinding against stone, and she felt the weight of the market pressing down from above, miles of earth and lies and things that wore human shapes. "Tomás Herrera." She let her warrant card drop to her side, the metal catching the green glow. "You're under arrest for the murder of Detective Sergeant Morris. And whatever else you've been stitching up in the dark." Herrera laughed, a broken sound. "Morris." He turned, and his face was wrong, the skin too tight, the eyes too bright. "You think I killed him? I tried to save him, Detective. The same way I'm trying to save them now." He gestured at the altar, at the pulsing thing in his hands. "The clique needs a healer. Someone who understands that the body and the soul aren't separate. Someone who can work with what's underneath." "Underneath." Quinn's boot scraped against bone. "You're talking about magic. Witchcraft. Whatever this place is." "I'm talking about medicine." Herrera stood, and the scar on his forearm caught the light, a pale river across olive skin. "The NHS wouldn't let me treat them. Said I was practising without a licence. Said I was dangerous." He stepped closer, close enough that she smelled the antiseptic on his hands, the underneath-scent of the market clinging to his clothes. "But they were dying, Detective. Real dying. And I knew how to help them. I know how to help them." The thing in his hands pulsed brighter. Quinn saw it now, saw what it was, a heart, still beating, still alive, suspended in a cage of ribs that weren't quite human. Herrera's heart. Or Morris's. Or something else entirely. "You killed him," she said. It wasn't a question. "I tried to save him." Herrera's voice dropped to a whisper, intimate and terrible. "Three years ago. The same thing that's happening now, the same sickness. I had the treatment. I had it ready." He touched his chest, over his own heart. "But he wouldn't let me. Said I was a criminal. Said I was dangerous." The scar on his forearm twitched, the skin pulling tight. "So I had to improvise. I had to find another way to get the medicine inside him. And it worked, Detective. For a while, it worked. He woke up. He remembered things. Things that shouldn't be remembered." Quinn felt the floor tilt. The chamber's walls breathed, expanding and contracting, and the heart on the altar beat faster, matching the rhythm in her own chest. "What are you?" she asked. Herrera smiled, and it was Morris's smile, or something wearing Morris's smile, the scar on his forearm spreading now, crawling up his arm like a vine. "I'm what comes after. I'm what you need to become to understand." He held out the heart, the cage of ribs, the pulsing red organ. "The clique has been waiting for you, Detective. Waiting for someone who lost everything. Someone who wants it back." The walls closed in. The green light flickered, died, and in the darkness, Quinn heard her partner's voice, calling her name from somewhere deep and drowned and desperately alive. She raised her baton. She had one choice, one terrible, impossible choice, and the market was already reaching for her with fingers of shadow and bone and desperate, hungry hope. Behind her, the sealed door began to open.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags14
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences22
tagDensity0.636
leniency1
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
100.00% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1429
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)
61.51% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1429
totalAiIsms11
found
0
word"flickered"
count2
1
word"whisper"
count2
2
word"pulsed"
count3
3
word"vibrated"
count1
4
word"standard"
count1
5
word"familiar"
count1
6
word"weight"
count1
highlights
0"flickered"
1"whisper"
2"pulsed"
3"vibrated"
4"standard"
5"familiar"
6"weight"
66.67% Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches2
maxInWindow2
found
0
label"eyes widened/narrowed"
count1
1
label"hung in the air"
count1
highlights
0"eyes widened"
1"hung in the air"
100.00% Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells0
narrationSentences108
matches(empty)
100.00% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount0
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences108
filterMatches(empty)
hedgeMatches
0"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences116
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen41
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1429
ratio0
matches(empty)
97.22% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions9
unquotedAttributions1
matches
0"An underground market in Camden, they said."
83.33% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions38
wordCount1189
uniqueNames14
maxNameDensity1.09
worstName"Quinn"
maxWindowNameDensity2.5
worstWindowName"Herrera"
discoveredNames
Quinn13
Dean1
Street1
Raven1
Nest1
Soho1
Herrera10
Morris4
Veil1
Market1
Camden1
Tube1
Saint1
Christopher1
persons
0"Quinn"
1"Raven"
2"Herrera"
3"Morris"
4"Market"
5"Saint"
6"Christopher"
places
0"Dean"
1"Street"
2"Soho"
3"Camden"
globalScore0.953
windowScore0.833
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences66
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"quite human"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1429
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount2
totalSentences116
matches
0"mentioning that the"
1"chasing that word"
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs41
mean34.85
std25.99
cv0.746
sampleLengths
052
116
256
334
478
517
64
758
83
956
109
1172
1215
1362
145
153
1639
172
1859
1939
2024
2127
2228
234
2440
2552
269
2737
2837
2976
3015
3181
3239
339
34103
3527
365
3770
3829
3930
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100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences108
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount2
totalVerbs190
matches
0"was running"
1"was already reaching"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences116
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1193
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount29
adverbRatio0.024308466051969825
lyAdverbCount7
lyAdverbRatio0.00586756077116513
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences116
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences116
mean12.32
std9.51
cv0.772
sampleLengths
019
133
23
313
43
59
614
73
84
923
1020
112
121
133
148
157
1631
1717
1823
198
202
217
224
2315
243
2514
2626
273
284
2930
307
314
3211
337
342
3521
3621
3711
3819
3915
405
4125
426
4314
4412
453
462
473
4816
4910
62.64% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats9
diversityRatio0.4224137931034483
totalSentences116
uniqueOpeners49
100.00% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount4
totalSentences93
matches
0"Somewhere ahead, a green neon"
1"Currently unlicensed, currently off the"
2"Always gone before she could"
3"Then, ahead, a glow, green"
ratio0.043
95.27% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount29
totalSentences93
matches
0"She'd lost him at the"
1"She didn't hesitate."
2"She knew this place."
3"She'd been tracking him for"
4"Her torch beam cut through"
5"She counted thirty steps before"
6"She'd heard the rumours."
7"Her warrant card hung visible"
8"She didn't slow."
9"He turned, saw her, and"
10"It was a throat, lined"
11"Her boots splashed through water"
12"He pressed his palm against"
13"She checked her torch."
14"She checked her sidearm."
15"Her torch beam caught nothing"
16"She found him in a"
17"He held something in his"
18"His voice cracked"
19"She stepped into the chamber."
ratio0.312
56.77% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount75
totalSentences93
matches
0"The heel of Quinn's boot"
1"She'd lost him at the"
2"She didn't hesitate."
3"The alley narrowed."
4"Brick walls pressed close enough"
5"The Raven's Nest."
6"She knew this place."
7"Every detective in Soho knew"
8"Quinn drew her warrant card"
9"She'd been tracking him for"
10"The connection to Morris's death"
11"Quinn had spent three years"
12"Herrera had appeared in four"
13"The alley opened onto a"
14"Quinn pushed through."
15"Her torch beam cut through"
16"She counted thirty steps before"
17"The Veil Market."
18"She'd heard the rumours."
19"Every detective heard them, the"
ratio0.806
53.76% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount1
totalSentences93
matches
0"Now he was running."
ratio0.011
0.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences44
technicalSentenceCount12
matches
0"She'd lost him at the corner of Dean Street, a flash of olive skin and dark curls vanishing into the mouth of an alley that smelled of piss and something sweete…"
1"Every detective in Soho knew it, the way you knew the locations of every morgue and every after-hours clinic that wouldn't ask questions."
2"Every detective heard them, the way you heard about the special unit that didn't exist, the evidence that couldn't be logged, the cases that closed themselves i…"
3"The tunnel opened into a cavern of impossible scale, the abandoned Tube station stretched and warped by something that wasn't architecture."
4"Stalls lined the platforms, their vendors hunched behind tables of bone and glass and substances that steamed in the cold air."
5"Something else, something that made her hand tighten on her baton."
6"Her boots splashed through water that wasn't water, that clung to her ankles with cold fingers."
7"Behind her, the market sounds faded, replaced by a low thrumming that vibrated in her teeth."
8"The right, of nothing at all, a void that swallowed scent and sound and hope."
9"She found him in a chamber that shouldn't have existed, a cathedral of bone where Herrera knelt before an altar of fused vertebrae."
10"The door sealed behind her, stone grinding against stone, and she felt the weight of the market pressing down from above, miles of earth and lies and things tha…"
11"Herrera smiled, and it was Morris's smile, or something wearing Morris's smile, the scar on his forearm spreading now, crawling up his arm like a vine."
0.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags14
uselessAdditionCount4
matches
0"She let, the metal catching the green glow"
1"He turned, and his face was wrong, the skin too tight, the eyes too bright"
2"his forearm twitched, the skin pulling tight"
3"He held out, the cage of ribs, the pulsing red organ"
100.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags3
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"it breathed (breathe)"
dialogueSentences22
tagDensity0.136
leniency0.273
rawRatio0.333
effectiveRatio0.091
85.9061%