My day was started in the late morning by waking from another bizaare erratic dream which included visually seeing parts of people lying on the side if the road which had been ripped from their bodies by a force such as a flying saucer which was flying down the freeway really fast.  I think the saucer, such as it was, was as sharp as a circular saw and just as fast and was ripping cars and the people apart.  I was hovering behind it, like in an invisible roller coaster cart -- I couldn't actually see a vessel that I was in.  Like I more or less had a supernatural power that allowed me to float behind the vessel and watch its destruction.

I didn't immediately realize that the force, the saucer, that I was in was responsible for all of the dead gory people that I was seeing but it was probably within 10-15 seconds after realizing it I was sick to my stomach and told myself that I couldn't look anymore.  It was at that point that we were then in the hotel.