Alien Encounter?

Swimming one night in a crystal lake, I looked up at the moon. Far our past the moon, bigger than stars but smaller than my hand, a pair of red eyes stared back at me. A pointy tongue unraveled from its dark face. Electric ephemera bouncing out from its amorphous body. I ran to my truck, dripping wet, to quickly sketch what I had just seen. What was it that I saw? To this day, I still don’t know.