Hall of Infinite Doors

You step into the doorway, and suddenly find yourself on a pirate ship that smells strongly of citrus.

"Ahoy, laddie!" comes a voice. "Welcome aboard! We be the Pirates of Citrus! We're glad ye chose our door, for now we can len' ye our aid. See, we shut'le people from one section of hallway t'another. Dunno why it be, but this sea we be on has a shore on tha hallway. So whenever ye mysterious hallway types appear on our boat, due to tha door, we take ye to tha shore so ye can keep walkin'."

"...I see," you say, after a pause. It's not as though you have any choice in the matter- there are too many pirates to argue with, and anyway, does it really matter to where they set sail?

"We be here, lad," the pirate says after what feels both like a few hours and almost a year.

"Can I ask you something? How many people do you shuttle across? How many others find themselves in the same hallway?"

"Aye, laddie, I know not. Or, mebbe I just can' tell ye. Now, off ye go!"

With that, the pirates hurl you onto the shoreline, and sail away. You dust yourself off, and start walking again.

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