“Twelve contestants. One prize. Two million dollars. And all they have to do is survive...The Gulag! Created with the world's worst prisons in mind. Attica. Montelupich. Black Dolphin. Pelican Bay. Riker's. Alcatraz. Penal del Altiplano. Kumla. C Max. Goulburn. None compare to The Gulag! These twelve 'inmates' will endure solitary confinement, starvation, and possibly assault for the chance to walk away a millionaire. Each week one 'inmate' will be named Warden. But with great power comes great chances of...betrayal! Abandon all hope ye who enter here! The Gulag!”
“Wow” Drummond said as he stepped away from the microphone. He was known as one of the best voice over artists for the past fifteen years and never in all that time had he heard of a show like this. “Is this legal?”
“Not my concern” Mikey said from the audio booth. “Can we do it one more time? I got a bit of pitch during-”
“I do not pitch” Drummond said. Mikey held his hands up and pushed himself away from the control panel with his feet.