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crawled all over it, checking for obstacles or damaged coping—the material on the lip of a ramp or a pool—that might impede safety.
    ‘Can’t wait to try all that,’ said Darcy pointing to the half-pipe, ramps, banks and bowls.
    ‘Me either,’ said Bryce. ‘Looks rad.’
    ‘What rad?’ asked Tong.
    Clem laughed. ‘Rad means radical. It also means Bryce is trying to act, like, real cool.’
    Bryce shrugged. ‘Just getting into the spirit of the occasion.’
    ‘Speaking of spirit!’ said Mio. Her words were clipped, sounding like they’d popped from her mouth.
    A group of skaters, led by Dunk Dog, appeared from nowhere, carving up the pavement as if it was their own. Boards swished and swizzled through the air.
    ‘They sure do dominate that third dimension,’ said Clem.
    ‘Fourth dimension more like it,’ said Mio.
    ‘Fourth dimension?’ asked Clem.
    ‘Yeah. Where you exist on a higher plane of space and time. Think three-dimensional object projected in multiple planes.’
    Bryce joined in. ‘What if they design a fourth-dimension rollercoaster? Awesome!’
    Clem thought about something her mother had once tried to explain to her, that the fourth dimension was the bridge between religion and science—the place where physical matter and psychic phenomena could meet. It had been all very confusing at the time but watching these skateboarders making gravity their own, made it easier for Clem to understand.
    And then the spell was broken.
    ‘Oy!’ yelled Dunk Dog. ‘Cop this.’
    A clod of earth flew through the air, pelting Mio on the arm.

Chapter Six
    Darcy turned just in time to see the dirt explode in Mio’s face.
    Mio was spitting, swiping at her mouth and shaking her head when a hail of sods flew through the air. Some landed randomly to scatter on the ground but some hit their mark, so that Bryce and Darcy were now also sporting terracotta splotches.
    ‘Hey!’ Darcy checked out the terrain. He could see Dunk Dog and the skateboarders near a huge pile of soil and construction waste. Most of the lumps were soft and crumpled on impact, but when mixed with clumps of clay they twanged off the body, leaving dark red welts.
    It was raining dirt.
    The Freewheelers were stuck. They had no access to ammunition of their own whilst the skateboarders had an unlimited supply, as well as a fierce determination to keep the bike riders off their turf.
    ‘Come on,’ yelled Darcy, taking refuge behind a huge pile of lumber.
    Clem, Tong, Bryce and Mio huddled next to him. With regular monotony lumps of dirt hit the timber and shattered all around them.
    ‘What we do?’ asked Tong, ducking under his arm for protection.
    ‘Not much we can do,’ said Bryce with a grimace. ‘They’ve got all the ammo.’
    Clem agreed. ‘Maybe we should wait it out. They’ll get sick of it soon.’
    But Mio had other ideas. Her day had gone from bad to worse to dreadful and if she didn’t do something to stop the slide, the night was promising to be an absolute horror. She’d noticed that Dunk Dog and his skaters were grouped together and were all facing the Freewheelers—which meant no-one was watching their rear. Which meant that was where she was heading. Mio skirted around some work trucks, making sure that she remained concealed. Darcy watched her progress and frowned, wondering what she was going to do and whether she wanted him to helpher. But one glance at her determined movements answered that.
    Mio crawled along the ground on her belly, behind a spectator stand and past a portable generator, till she was almost directly behind the group of skateboarders.
    Please be careful , prayed Clem, squashing her instincts to call out so as not to give Mio away. She wondered how one puny girl was going to take on an aggro group of skateboarders.
    ‘I’m going to help her,’ said Bryce but as soon as he stuck his head up, thwack !, the skateboarders did their best to knock it off.
    Tong dragged Bryce back down, telling him