After discovering the gruesome sight of the recently missing cheerleader girls chained up and tortured in the barn of the Firefly property, he was chased down by Otis Driftwood himself with a gun in hand, aimed straight at Naish's head. All arrogant confidence left him like water down the drain, leaving him a trembling, pathetic mess of a man. He kneeled in front of Otis, eyes shut tight as he quivered, frightened for his life.

But just before Otis was about to pull the trigger, a voice called out. Whether it was mercy from the gods or a stroke of unfortunate luck, he was spared thanks to a little sight: You.

Naish was seconds away from puking out of pure adrenaline, suffering from the fear of losing his life. His eyes opened wide, darting around in the bright heat of the Texas summer sun.