Run: 2026-10-07-01M4AV49PR6KFRM4ZVYKCNR7EC

Run Details

Duration:
3m 48s
Cost:
$0.030171
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
Her boot slipped on a slick cobblestone, sending a jolt up her spine. Tomás Herrera cut left into the mouth of an alley, his olive-skinned hand brushing the brick for balance. Rain sheeted down in solid walls, turning the pavement into a river of black glass that swallowed the neon from the Soho strip. She kept pace, eighteen years of pursuit drills hammered into her thighs, but her lungs burned. The worn leather of her watch strap dug into her left wrist, sweat mixing with the cold downpour. Her salt-and-pepper hair clung to her sharp jaw. She had him cornered three hours ago in the hidden back room of the Raven's Nest, but the bookshelf clicked shut with a sound like a bone snapping, and he had vanished into the labyrinth of streets. He was leading her. Not fleeing. Herrera's trainers splashed through a puddle that reflected the green neon of a shuttered kebab shop. The scar running along his left forearm caught the light as he ducked through a fire door. Quinn followed, her shoulder slamming against the metal. The stench of fried oil and damp wool hit her nostrils. Beyond lay a service corridor, grimy tiles slick with condensation, the air thick with the copper tang of corroded pipes. She adjusted her grip on her service weapon, the weight familiar and cold against her palm. They burst onto Charing Cross Road. Traffic roared, a river of red brake lights smearing across the wet asphalt. The city noise crashed over them in waves, bass from a passing bus vibrating in Quinn's ribs. Herrera did not look back. He moved with the fluid economy of a man who knew the route by heart, his Saint Christopher medallion swinging against his collarbone with each stride, a pendulum counting down to midnight. Camden. The streets grew rougher, the pavements cracked and littered with the detritus of a thousand nights. Graffiti climbed the brickwork in jagged purple and orange tags, layers of history peeling away like old skin. The crowds thinned to shadows and stragglers. Quinn's breath misted in the cold air, sharp and visible. She checked her watch. 23:47. Three years ago, DS Morris had checked his watch at this same hour before he walked into the Thames and never surfaced properly. The water had been black that night. Something had been in it. Something that did not belong in the Metropolitan Police's jurisdiction, something that had reached up with hands made of weed and river silt and pulled him under. The case files sat in her desk at the station, sealed, the ones that made no sense, the ones her superiors called stress-induced hallucinations. She knew this territory. She did not understand it, but she knew the danger. Herrera slowed at a construction hoarding. Plywood sheets blocked a disused Tube entrance, the kind that dotted London like forgotten, rotten teeth. Yellow hazard tape fluttered in the damp breeze. Behind it, darkness yawned, absolute and hungry. Quinn skidded to a halt, her boots scraping gravel, rain plastering her hair to her skull. He turned. His warm brown eyes met hers across the rain-slicked distance. No fear registered there. Only calculation, the same sterile assessment he might give a trauma patient. "Detective Quinn," he called. His voice carried, precise and calm, a surgeon's bedside manner applied to a terminal diagnosis. "You are about to make a mistake." She did not lower the weapon. Her finger rested on the trigger guard. "Stop. You're under arrest for conspiracy and obstruction." "Am I?" Herrera stepped closer to the hoarding. His hand brushed the plywood, feeling for a seam. A panel clicked, revealing a narrow gap barely wide enough for a man to squeeze through. Beyond, stone steps descended into a throat of blackness. "The Veil Market is not for the living, Detective. Not truly. It moves when the moon turns. It feeds on secrets." Quinn's grip tightened on the weapon. The rain drummed against her shoulders, a thousand tiny hammers. She thought of Morris. How they found him in the water, twisted in ways that defied anatomy, his eyes replaced with river stones. She thought of the whispers in the precinct about the clique, about the things that traded in shadows beneath the city. She thought of the bone token clutched in her pocket, evidence she had confiscated from a suspect last week, a carved fragment of femur that had pulsed with a warmth like a heartbeat. She looked at the gap in the hoarding. She looked at the stairs spiralling down into the dark. The air that wafted up smelled of ozone, ancient stone, and something sweet and rotting, like lilies left too long in stagnant water. Herrera reached into his jacket. She tensed, the weapon steady. He withdrew a small, yellowed object, a token carved from bone into spiralling patterns. He pressed it into a slot in the door frame. The mechanism ground, ancient gears engaging with a sound like teeth chewing stone. The gap widened, revealing the top of a staircase lit by flickering gas lamps. "Your choice," Herrera said. He did not run. He waited, patient as a spider. "Follow me, and you leave your world behind. Stay here, and you live with the questions. With what happened to your partner." Quinn felt the weight of the decision press down on her chest, heavier than her body armour. She thought of eighteen years of service. She thought of the oath. She thought of Morris's face, pale and grinning in the mortuary photos. She stepped forward. Her boot touched the first stone step. The cold of the underground rushed up to meet her. "Good," Herrera whispered. The panel slammed shut behind her with a sound like a coffin lid closing. The darkness rushed up to swallow her whole. She descended, the stairs spiralling down, down, into a cavern of gaslight and shadow where the air tasted of copper and grave dirt. At the bottom, the Veil Market sprawled before her. Stalls lined the abandoned platform, their awnings of tattered velvet and what looked like stretched skin. Vendors with too many joints in their fingers sold vials of liquid starlight and jars of eyes that blinked. A haggle over a heart that beat in a glass jar. The smell of ozone and rotting lilies filled her lungs. And there, at a stall draped in black silk, stood Tomás Herrera. He was no longer alone. Two figures flanked him, their faces hidden behind porcelain masks painted with weeping eyes. He turned as she approached, his warm brown eyes gleaming in the gaslight. "Welcome to the Market, Detective," he said, spreading his arms. The Saint Christopher medallion glinted. "We've been expecting you." Quinn raised her weapon, but her hand trembled. The platform shook. From the tunnel behind her, a sound like a train approaching, but wrong, metal screaming against stone in a rhythm that matched her own heartbeat. The walls began to bleed.
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Evaluation details

Result Evaluator Details Meta Data
100.00% Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags5
adverbTagCount0
adverbTags(empty)
dialogueSentences10
tagDensity0.5
leniency1
rawRatio0
effectiveRatio0
95.68% AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount1157
totalAiIsmAdverbs1
found
0
adverb"truly"
count1
highlights
0"truly"
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)
48.14% AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount1157
totalAiIsms12
found
0
word"weight"
count2
1
word"familiar"
count1
2
word"fluttered"
count1
3
word"pulsed"
count1
4
word"warmth"
count1
5
word"grave"
count1
6
word"velvet"
count1
7
word"silk"
count1
8
word"porcelain"
count1
9
word"gleaming"
count1
10
word"trembled"
count1
highlights
0"weight"
1"familiar"
2"fluttered"
3"pulsed"
4"warmth"
5"grave"
6"velvet"
7"silk"
8"porcelain"
9"gleaming"
10"trembled"
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
narrationSentences95
matches(empty)
82.71% Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount3
hedgeCount1
narrationSentences95
filterMatches
0"watch"
hedgeMatches
0"began to"
100.00% Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences100
gibberishSentences0
adjustedGibberishSentences0
longSentenceCount0
runOnParagraphCount0
giantParagraphCount0
wordSaladCount0
repetitionLoopCount0
controlTokenCount0
repeatedSegmentCount0
maxSentenceWordsSeen37
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans0
markdownWords0
totalWords1157
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions3
unquotedAttributions0
matches(empty)
100.00% Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions38
wordCount1083
uniqueNames19
maxNameDensity0.83
worstName"Herrera"
maxWindowNameDensity1.5
worstWindowName"Herrera"
discoveredNames
Herrera9
Soho1
Raven1
Nest1
Charing1
Cross1
Road1
Quinn7
Saint2
Christopher2
Morris3
Thames1
Metropolitan1
Police1
Tube1
London1
Veil1
Market1
Tomás2
persons
0"Herrera"
1"Raven"
2"Quinn"
3"Saint"
4"Christopher"
5"Morris"
6"Police"
7"Market"
8"Tomás"
places
0"Soho"
1"Charing"
2"Cross"
3"Road"
4"Thames"
5"Metropolitan"
6"London"
globalScore1
windowScore1
100.00% Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences71
glossingSentenceCount1
matches
0"looked like stretched skin"
100.00% "Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches0
per1kWords0
wordCount1157
matches(empty)
100.00% Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount0
totalSentences100
matches(empty)
100.00% Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs24
mean48.21
std36.4
cv0.755
sampleLengths
0133
16
288
373
4143
514
653
728
826
913
108
1163
1293
1341
1461
1536
1641
1720
183
1945
2065
2144
2219
2341
100.00% Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount0
totalSentences95
matches(empty)
100.00% Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount1
totalVerbs173
matches
0"was leading"
100.00% Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount0
semicolonCount0
flaggedSentences0
totalSentences100
ratio0
matches(empty)
100.00% Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount1088
adjectiveStacks0
stackExamples(empty)
adverbCount16
adverbRatio0.014705882352941176
lyAdverbCount3
lyAdverbRatio0.0027573529411764708
100.00% Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences100
echoCount0
echoWords(empty)
100.00% Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences100
mean11.57
std7.37
cv0.637
sampleLengths
013
118
223
316
418
58
637
74
82
916
1017
118
1211
1320
1416
156
1613
1717
185
1932
201
2116
2218
237
2410
254
261
2723
287
295
3027
3124
324
3310
346
3516
368
377
3816
392
4010
414
4212
434
4415
457
466
477
488
498
53.54% Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats12
diversityRatio0.3939393939393939
totalSentences99
uniqueOpeners39
37.88% Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount1
totalSentences88
matches
0"Only calculation, the same sterile"
ratio0.011
60.91% Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount35
totalSentences88
matches
0"Her boot slipped on a"
1"She kept pace, eighteen years"
2"Her salt-and-pepper hair clung to"
3"She had him cornered three"
4"He was leading her."
5"She adjusted her grip on"
6"They burst onto Charing Cross"
7"He moved with the fluid"
8"She checked her watch."
9"She knew this territory."
10"She did not understand it,"
11"His warm brown eyes met"
12"His voice carried, precise and"
13"She did not lower the"
14"Her finger rested on the"
15"His hand brushed the plywood,"
16"She thought of Morris."
17"She thought of the whispers"
18"She thought of the bone"
19"She looked at the gap"
ratio0.398
28.18% Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount76
totalSentences88
matches
0"Her boot slipped on a"
1"Tomás Herrera cut left into"
2"Rain sheeted down in solid"
3"She kept pace, eighteen years"
4"The worn leather of her"
5"Her salt-and-pepper hair clung to"
6"She had him cornered three"
7"He was leading her."
8"Herrera's trainers splashed through a"
9"The scar running along his"
10"Quinn followed, her shoulder slamming"
11"The stench of fried oil"
12"She adjusted her grip on"
13"They burst onto Charing Cross"
14"Traffic roared, a river of"
15"The city noise crashed over"
16"Herrera did not look back."
17"He moved with the fluid"
18"The streets grew rougher, the"
19"Graffiti climbed the brickwork in"
ratio0.864
0.00% Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount0
totalSentences88
matches(empty)
ratio0
0.00% Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences51
technicalSentenceCount12
matches
0"Rain sheeted down in solid walls, turning the pavement into a river of black glass that swallowed the neon from the Soho strip."
1"Herrera's trainers splashed through a puddle that reflected the green neon of a shuttered kebab shop."
2"He moved with the fluid economy of a man who knew the route by heart, his Saint Christopher medallion swinging against his collarbone with each stride, a pendul…"
3"Something that did not belong in the Metropolitan Police's jurisdiction, something that had reached up with hands made of weed and river silt and pulled him und…"
4"The case files sat in her desk at the station, sealed, the ones that made no sense, the ones her superiors called stress-induced hallucinations."
5"Plywood sheets blocked a disused Tube entrance, the kind that dotted London like forgotten, rotten teeth."
6"Quinn skidded to a halt, her boots scraping gravel, rain plastering her hair to her skull."
7"How they found him in the water, twisted in ways that defied anatomy, his eyes replaced with river stones."
8"She thought of the bone token clutched in her pocket, evidence she had confiscated from a suspect last week, a carved fragment of femur that had pulsed with a w…"
9"The air that wafted up smelled of ozone, ancient stone, and something sweet and rotting, like lilies left too long in stagnant water."
10"Vendors with too many joints in their fingers sold vials of liquid starlight and jars of eyes that blinked."
11"From the tunnel behind her, a sound like a train approaching, but wrong, metal screaming against stone in a rhythm that matched her own heartbeat."
100.00% Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags5
uselessAdditionCount0
matches(empty)
50.00% Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags4
fancyCount1
fancyTags
0"Herrera whispered (whisper)"
dialogueSentences10
tagDensity0.4
leniency0.8
rawRatio0.25
effectiveRatio0.2
81.9011%