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Run: 2026-10-27-01M5YHYN7A8SNNPKH0BK3FXMKA
Run Details
Model:
Kimi K3.1 Pro (Reasoning, Max)
Test:
Bad Writing Habits
Scenario:
Thriller: chase through city streets
Duration:
11m 42s
Cost:
$0.197036
Provider:
Moonshot AI
Evaluation summary
Score
Evaluator
Details Link
100.00%
Adverbs in dialogue tags
(details)
100.00%
AI-ism adverb frequency
(details)
100.00%
AI-ism character names
(details)
100.00%
AI-ism location names
(details)
100.00%
AI-ism word frequency
(details)
100.00%
Cliché density
(details)
100.00%
Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
(details)
100.00%
Filter word density
(details)
100.00%
Gibberish response detection
(details)
100.00%
Markdown formatting overuse
(details)
100.00%
Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
(details)
66.67%
Name drop frequency
(details)
100.00%
Narrator intent-glossing
(details)
100.00%
"Not X but Y" pattern overuse
(details)
100.00%
Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
(details)
100.00%
Paragraph length variance
(details)
100.00%
Passive voice overuse
(details)
100.00%
Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
(details)
100.00%
Em-dash & semicolon overuse
(details)
100.00%
Purple prose (modifier overload)
(details)
100.00%
Repeated phrase echo
(details)
100.00%
Sentence length variance
(details)
53.51%
Sentence opener variety
(details)
100.00%
Adverb-first sentence starts
(details)
100.00%
Pronoun-first sentence starts
(details)
55.74%
Subject-first sentence starts
(details)
0.00%
Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
(details)
100.00%
Technical jargon density
(details)
100.00%
Useless dialogue additions
(details)
100.00%
Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
(details)
92.5307%
Overall
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>
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Quinn caught the suspect’s hood
at the kerb.
He twisted, drove an elbow
into her ribs, and left her with a strip of wet nylon in her fist. Caleb Voss ran on. Pain shortened her breath.
She shortened her stride and
went after him, past a night bus and a shuttered chemist.
Camden High Street shone with
rain and brake lights.
His grey coat flashed between
pedestrians. Twenty yards ahead. Then eighteen.
An hour earlier, Voss had
walked out of the Raven’s Nest in Soho and let his coat fall open. Green neon from the bar’s sign had lit the red seal on the police evidence pouch beneath it.
He had given Quinn one
look across the road, then run for his car.
She had followed that car
from Soho.
He had dumped it near
Camden Lock with the driver’s door open and the engine running.
The pouch made him worth
the chase. Three years ago, an exhibits officer had signed it out of DS Morris’s last crime scene.
It had never reached the
evidence store. Officially, it had never existed. Voss glanced back. She gained two yards.
He kicked a delivery crate
into her path.
She went round it rather
than over. At forty-one, she no longer trusted her knees to forgive stupidity. “Police! Move!”
A man with a phone
raised it instead.
Quinn swept the camera aside
without breaking stride.
Voss cut left, beneath a
railway arch, and shouldered through a cluster of smokers outside a pub. Somebody swore. A pint burst on the pavement behind her. Something pale spun from Voss’s sleeve. Quinn caught it against her palm. A flat disc of bone, no wider than a two-pound coin, with a hole bored through its centre. Fine lines covered one side.
They looked less carved than
grown.
She shoved it into her
coat pocket. Voss left the main road. Good. Fewer witnesses. Fewer civilians to put between them. Bad if he had friends waiting.
He ran beside shuttered market
stalls, his trainers slapping through rainwater. Quinn followed the sound where the crowd hid him. Eighteen years of service had taught her that most fugitives chose the route with the poorest footing. Voss chose every patch of oil and broken tile. He knew the ground. She did not. He vaulted a low chain. Quinn unhooked it and passed through.
His route took them past
a row of lock-up garages, then into a service lane where the streetlights had died. Wet cardboard sagged against the walls.
Somewhere above, an extractor fan
laboured over the smell of old chip fat. Voss reached a tiled arch at the lane’s end. A London Underground roundel hung above it, its name painted out. Iron bars sealed the entrance. Beyond them, steps dropped into a dark that swallowed the light from the lane. Voss pressed a bone token against the lock. The gate opened. Quinn put on a burst of speed. Her ribs lit up.
She caught the gate six
inches before it closed, but Voss already stood beyond reach, one hand wrapped around a lower rail. “Caleb Voss, you’re under arrest.” “Not yet.” “The pouch. Who gave it to you?” “You know who.” “Morris is dead.” Voss looked at her for the first time without contempt. Pity sat worse on him. “Then you’d better hurry.” He ran down the steps. Quinn pulled her radio free. “Control, Detective Quinn. Suspect Caleb Voss, foot pursuit ended at a disused Underground entrance, service lane east of Camden Lock. He’s descended below street level. I need units and a plan of the station.” Static chewed the reply. “Quinn, Control. Units six minutes. Hold your position.” Six minutes. She checked the worn leather
watch
on her left wrist. The glass had cracked during the chase. Rain jewelled the strap. Six minutes for Voss to reach a vehicle, another tunnel, or the people who had supplied him with stolen police evidence. Eighteen years had also taught her the arithmetic of a bad entry. One officer. No knowledge of the lower layout. No backup within shouting distance. Possible armed associates. The correct answer stood on the pavement beside her, telling her to wait. A man screamed below. The sound stopped with the neatness of a switched-off radio. Quinn took the bone disc from her pocket. “Control, possible casualty below. I’m entering to preserve life. Keep units coming to this entrance.” “Quinn, hold for support.” She pressed the disc against the lock. Metal clicked. The gate swung inwards. She drew her small torch and went through. On the far side, the gate shut with a soft, final click. Thirty-eight steps down. Left turn. Twenty-two more. She counted each one and fixed the route in memory. The walls carried advertisements for seaside holidays and tinned soup. Someone had scratched the faces from the smiling families. Water moved beneath the tiles with a slow, muscular sound. Her radio burst into static. “Control, Quinn.” A voice answered beneath the hiss. It spoke too low for words. She raised the volume. The hiss rose with it. “Control, repeat.” The radio died. Her phone showed no service. The photograph she had taken of the lane sign remained unsent. Quinn put both devices away and followed her torch beam down. At the bottom, a man in an old railway porter’s jacket blocked a door. His cap shadowed his face. A brass badge on his chest read LOST PROPERTY. “Token.” “Man in a grey coat. Thirty seconds ahead of me.” “Token.” She showed him the disc. He lifted it with two fingers and held it near his ear. For an instant, Quinn thought she heard a tooth click against bone. “Not yours.” “It opened the gate.” “It would.” “Voss dropped it.” The porter returned the disc. A shallow Q marked its surface. She could not remember seeing it there before. “No warrants below,” he said. “No credit. No refunds.” He opened the door. The old ticket hall had sprouted aisles. Stalls stood between dead ticket machines, built from steamer trunks, hospital trolleys and doors laid across crates. Cables sagged from the ceiling. Bare bulbs cast hard light over trays of glass ampoules, knives wrapped in butcher’s paper and passports whose photographs moved when Quinn passed them. One chemist’s cabinet carried government prohibition seals across every drawer. Behind it, brown bottles rattled on their shelf. A clerk sold information from a cabinet of index cards. He opened a drawer for a customer, read whatever lay inside, then named a price. The customer removed two teeth and placed them on the counter. Neither man haggled. Quinn smelled clove oil, wet wool and hot coins.
Somewhere among the stalls, a
baby cried. She saw no child. Everything stood on wheels.
Even the lamps had coiled
cables and hooks for rapid packing. She remembered redacted intelligence reports about a market that changed address every full moon. They had called it the Veil Market. None had supplied an address. Voss’s wet footprints crossed the ticket hall. His were the only prints still carrying rainwater. Quinn followed them. She kept her warrant card hidden and her handcuffs within reach. Faces turned as she passed. Not towards her cropped hair or her torn coat. Towards her pocket, where the bone token sat. A woman selling stoppered jars closed her hand around the nearest one. A man in a paper mask stepped aside. Quinn’s skin tightened beneath her collar. She found Tomás Herrera by following the smell of antiseptic. He worked behind a curtain of surgical sheeting, stitching a cut above a young woman’s eye. A camp bed served as his operating table. His short, curly hair caught the glare of a green medical lamp. He had rolled up his sleeves, exposing the scar along his left forearm. The Saint Christopher medallion at his throat swung each time he leaned forward. His warm brown eyes met Quinn’s without surprise. “Your ribs.” “My suspect.” “He went through. You mean to follow.” “Good diagnosis.” Tomás tied off the stitch and snipped the thread. The young woman on the bed stared at Quinn. Blood had dried along her jaw. “Here’s another,” Tomás said. “You’ve been invited.” “By Voss?” “By whoever paid him.” Quinn took out the bone disc. The Q had deepened. “He dropped this.” “No. He delivered it.” “You sound certain.” “I patch up his friends. Certainty comes with the job.” Tomás cleaned his needle and laid it on a steel tray. His hands remained steady. His patient’s did not. “There’s a staff stair behind me,” he said. “It comes up two streets north. Use it.” “Show me Voss first.” “He isn’t worth your life.” “He’s carrying my partner’s evidence.” The needle clicked against the tray. Tomás looked at the token again. “Morris?” “You knew him.” “I treated a man who used that name. He had no interest in a hospital.” “When?” “Detective, listen to me. The stalls are closing.” Around them, the market had changed its rhythm. Vendors lowered canvas covers. Wheels squeaked. Somewhere deeper in the station, a steel shutter rattled down. Quinn turned. Voss stood at the end of the aisle. He had removed his wet coat. Beneath it he wore a clean black shirt, buttoned to the throat. He leaned against a kiosk built into the old ticket office, relaxed in a way he had not been above ground. The evidence pouch lay on the counter before him. Quinn moved. Tomás caught her sleeve. She looked at his hand until he released her. “Don’t let them close the doors,” he said. She crossed the aisle. A vendor wheeled a cabinet directly into her path. Quinn put one hand on its top and moved it aside. Something inside struck the glass repeatedly. Voss watched her coming. “You took your time.” “You run like a man with a destination.” “And you follow like one with a pension.” Quinn snapped one cuff around his wrist and the other around the kiosk’s steel shutter. “Caleb Voss, I’m arresting you on suspicion of assaulting a police officer and handling stolen evidence. You do not have to say anything.” “Save your breath. It costs down here.” The clerk behind the counter closed his index-card drawer. “Lot delivered,” he said. Quinn kept her eyes on Voss. “Who paid you?” “Ask the pouch.” “Name.” Voss’s confidence slipped. His gaze moved past her, towards Tomás’s clinic. “He said you’d follow. He didn’t say Herrera would interfere.” The pouch’s red seal remained intact. Quinn recognised the case number beneath it. She had
written that number
on witness statements, search applications and the lid of a box she kept at home. Morris’s handwriting covered the label. She knew the pressure of his pen. He had always borne down too hard on the final letters, as if reports resisted being finished. At the bottom of the label sat a fresh line. QUINN, HARLOW. CAMDEN. ENTRY CONFIRMED. The ink shone. A bell rang beneath the station floor. Every stall stopped moving. The old tannoy crackled overhead. Quinn looked up at the speaker, then at the exits. The porter had gone from the door. The people nearest it
were backing
away. Voss pulled against the handcuff. “Get this off me.” “Who wrote my name?” “Get it off.” The pouch clicked open beneath her thumb. Inside lay a Metropolitan Police radio. Its dial glowed green. Static filled the kiosk. Then a man spoke. Calm. Tired. Three years dead. “Harlow,” Morris said. “Get down.” Quinn dropped. The first shot took Voss through the throat. The second punched through the kiosk an inch above her head.
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(null)
upstream_inference_cost
0
provider_name
"Moonshot AI"
response_cache_source_id
(null)
data_region
"global"
workspace_id
"97e315e5-d303-487d-83c1-83180e8a13d4"
Evaluation details
Result
Evaluator
Details
Meta Data
100.00%
Adverbs in dialogue tags
Target: ≤10% dialogue tags with adverbs
totalTags
6
adverbTagCount
0
adverbTags
(empty)
dialogueSentences
60
tagDensity
0.1
leniency
0.2
rawRatio
0
effectiveRatio
0
100.00%
AI-ism adverb frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism adverbs (58 tracked)
wordCount
1925
totalAiIsmAdverbs
0
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)
100.00%
AI-ism word frequency
Target: <2% AI-ism words (290 tracked)
wordCount
1925
totalAiIsms
0
found
(empty)
highlights
(empty)
100.00%
Cliché density
Target: ≤1 cliche(s) per 800-word window
totalCliches
0
maxInWindow
0
found
(empty)
highlights
(empty)
100.00%
Emotion telling (show vs. tell)
Target: ≤3% sentences with emotion telling
emotionTells
0
narrationSentences
212
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Filter word density
Target: ≤3% sentences with filter/hedge words
filterCount
1
hedgeCount
0
narrationSentences
212
filterMatches
0
"watch"
hedgeMatches
(empty)
100.00%
Gibberish response detection
Target: ≤1% gibberish-like sentences (hard fail if a sentence exceeds 800 words)
analyzedSentences
266
gibberishSentences
0
adjustedGibberishSentences
0
longSentenceCount
0
runOnParagraphCount
0
giantParagraphCount
0
wordSaladCount
0
repetitionLoopCount
0
controlTokenCount
0
repeatedSegmentCount
0
maxSentenceWordsSeen
34
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Markdown formatting overuse
Target: ≤5% words in markdown formatting
markdownSpans
0
markdownWords
0
totalWords
1925
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Missing dialogue indicators (quotation marks)
Target: ≤10% speech attributions without quotation marks
totalAttributions
11
unquotedAttributions
0
matches
(empty)
66.67%
Name drop frequency
Target: ≤1.0 per-name mentions per 100 words
totalMentions
73
wordCount
1615
uniqueNames
20
maxNameDensity
1.61
worstName
"Quinn"
maxWindowNameDensity
3
worstWindowName
"Quinn"
discoveredNames
Voss
19
High
1
Street
1
Raven
1
Nest
1
Soho
2
Quinn
26
Camden
2
Lock
1
Morris
3
London
1
Underground
1
Veil
1
Market
1
Tomás
7
Herrera
1
Saint
1
Christopher
1
Metropolitan
1
Police
1
persons
0
"Voss"
1
"Raven"
2
"Quinn"
3
"Lock"
4
"Morris"
5
"Market"
6
"Tomás"
7
"Herrera"
8
"Saint"
9
"Christopher"
places
0
"High"
1
"Street"
2
"Soho"
3
"Camden"
4
"London"
globalScore
0.695
windowScore
0.667
100.00%
Narrator intent-glossing
Target: ≤2% narration sentences with intent-glossing patterns
analyzedSentences
131
glossingSentenceCount
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
"Not X but Y" pattern overuse
Target: ≤1 "not X but Y" per 1000 words
totalMatches
0
per1kWords
0
wordCount
1925
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Overuse of "that" (subordinate clause padding)
Target: ≤2% sentences with "that" clauses
thatCount
2
totalSentences
266
matches
0
"followed that car"
1
"written that number"
100.00%
Paragraph length variance
Target: CV ≥0.5 for paragraph word counts
totalParagraphs
149
mean
12.92
std
13.87
cv
1.074
sampleLengths
0
28
1
4
2
40
3
51
4
23
5
35
6
3
7
4
8
26
9
2
10
43
11
6
12
35
13
7
14
20
15
50
16
3
17
50
18
9
19
30
20
8
21
3
22
33
23
5
24
2
25
7
26
3
27
3
28
15
29
4
30
5
31
39
32
4
33
8
34
2
35
42
36
41
37
4
38
10
39
8
40
15
41
4
42
7
43
2
44
4
45
20
46
46
47
5
48
2
49
12
100.00%
Passive voice overuse
Target: ≤2% passive sentences
passiveCount
0
totalSentences
212
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Past progressive (was/were + -ing) overuse
Target: ≤2% past progressive verbs
pastProgressiveCount
1
totalVerbs
270
matches
0
"were backing"
100.00%
Em-dash & semicolon overuse
Target: ≤2% sentences with em-dashes/semicolons
emDashCount
0
semicolonCount
0
flaggedSentences
0
totalSentences
266
ratio
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Purple prose (modifier overload)
Target: <4% adverbs, <2% -ly adverbs, no adj stacking
wordCount
1622
adjectiveStacks
0
stackExamples
(empty)
adverbCount
36
adverbRatio
0.02219482120838471
lyAdverbCount
6
lyAdverbRatio
0.0036991368680641184
100.00%
Repeated phrase echo
Target: ≤20% sentences with echoes (window: 2)
totalSentences
266
echoCount
0
echoWords
(empty)
100.00%
Sentence length variance
Target: CV ≥0.4 for sentence word counts
totalSentences
266
mean
7.24
std
4.91
cv
0.679
sampleLengths
0
8
1
20
2
4
3
4
4
16
5
9
6
6
7
3
8
2
9
19
10
18
11
14
12
7
13
16
14
7
15
16
16
7
17
5
18
3
19
4
20
8
21
7
22
11
23
2
24
8
25
8
26
17
27
2
28
8
29
6
30
6
31
18
32
5
33
6
34
7
35
5
36
1
37
2
38
6
39
6
40
11
41
9
42
17
43
9
44
4
45
3
46
5
47
6
48
20
49
6
53.51%
Sentence opener variety
Target: ≥60% unique sentence openers
consecutiveRepeats
11
diversityRatio
0.3458646616541353
totalSentences
266
uniqueOpeners
92
100.00%
Adverb-first sentence starts
Target: ≥3% sentences starting with an adverb
adverbCount
6
totalSentences
188
matches
0
"Officially, it had never existed."
1
"Somewhere above, an extractor fan"
2
"Somewhere among the stalls, a"
3
"Even the lamps had coiled"
4
"Somewhere deeper in the station,"
5
"Then a man spoke."
ratio
0.032
100.00%
Pronoun-first sentence starts
Target: ≤30% sentences starting with a pronoun
pronounCount
55
totalSentences
188
matches
0
"He twisted, drove an elbow"
1
"She shortened her stride and"
2
"His grey coat flashed between"
3
"He had given Quinn one"
4
"She had followed that car"
5
"He had dumped it near"
6
"It had never reached the"
7
"She gained two yards."
8
"He kicked a delivery crate"
9
"She went round it rather"
10
"They looked less carved than"
11
"She shoved it into her"
12
"He ran beside shuttered market"
13
"He knew the ground."
14
"She did not."
15
"He vaulted a low chain."
16
"His route took them past"
17
"Her ribs lit up."
18
"She caught the gate six"
19
"He ran down the steps."
ratio
0.293
55.74%
Subject-first sentence starts
Target: ≤72% sentences starting with a subject
subjectCount
152
totalSentences
188
matches
0
"Quinn caught the suspect’s hood"
1
"He twisted, drove an elbow"
2
"Caleb Voss ran on."
3
"Pain shortened her breath."
4
"She shortened her stride and"
5
"Camden High Street shone with"
6
"His grey coat flashed between"
7
"An hour earlier, Voss had"
8
"He had given Quinn one"
9
"She had followed that car"
10
"He had dumped it near"
11
"The pouch made him worth"
12
"It had never reached the"
13
"Voss glanced back."
14
"She gained two yards."
15
"He kicked a delivery crate"
16
"She went round it rather"
17
"A man with a phone"
18
"Quinn swept the camera aside"
19
"Voss cut left, beneath a"
ratio
0.809
0.00%
Subordinate conjunction sentence starts
Target: ≥2% sentences starting with a subordinating conjunction
subConjCount
0
totalSentences
188
matches
(empty)
ratio
0
100.00%
Technical jargon density
Target: ≤6% sentences with technical-jargon patterns
analyzedSentences
59
technicalSentenceCount
1
matches
0
"He had always borne down too hard on the final letters, as if reports resisted being finished."
100.00%
Useless dialogue additions
Target: ≤5% dialogue tags with trailing filler fragments
totalTags
6
uselessAdditionCount
0
matches
(empty)
100.00%
Dialogue tag variety (said vs. fancy)
Target: ≤10% fancy dialogue tags
totalTags
6
fancyCount
0
fancyTags
(empty)
dialogueSentences
60
tagDensity
0.1
leniency
0.2
rawRatio
0
effectiveRatio
0
92.5307%