What time is it?

We lost power last night around 10pm. Not a usual occurrence where we live, but this time it was different - an hour had passed and the electrons failed to dance again. My wife and I are lying in bed in complete darkness, our dogs close by as the rain begins. Timid at first, growing by the second. A loud thunder finally reveals what may have happened - a thunderstorm.

I look at my phone; I forgot to charge it again. The red colors on the top right tell me soon I won't know the time, nor be able to find out where the damage has occurred. The intensity of the rain increases even more; at this time, holding a conversation at normal volume is not possible.

A mist of sorts permeates our air. The water droplets exploding against the house seem to return to a vapor of a kind. Everything feels damp. The pillow on my bed feels as if Rapunzel had just used it after getting out of the shower.

"There's not much we can do," I say to my wife, "Let's just go to sleep."

"Hey, did you close the computer room?" - she finally breaks the silence.

"Oh crap, I thought you did," I respond.

You see, our incomplete house, love it as I do, still does not have some of the basic traits a house normally has - windows being one of them. A special room then was assigned, closed off, for lack of a better description, to serve as our storage for delicate items that would surely perish if left out in the open - the salinity of the air is merciless after all.

The rain continued all night; the hammering of the roof was only interrupted by the growling of thunder at a distance. Wrapped in dampness and darkness, we slept, waiting for dawn to break.

As if the sun came to set order to an otherwise unruly night, the rain finally stopped as the first rays made an appearance. I grabbed my phone to check the time - dead. There was no way a 5% charge could have made it through the night, of course.

"What time is it?" my wife asks.

"You know… I don't know. Do we even have a clock anywhere?" I say in frustration.

"It's a bit pathetic we rely so much on technology," I add.
I got up, walked over to the bathroom, to find water all over our makeshift kitchen. The ice inside the small refrigerator had melted completely. A "fun" day this one will be. I got some dirty towels from the hamper and designed a makeshift dam to contain the mess.

"Hey love… I'm going to go into town, ok?" I finally say to my wife.

"What for?" she asks, still sounding sleepy.

"Well, I can't make a meal for our pups, so I'm going to buy one, but also…"

"I really want to know what time it is…"