3 more silverfish (yes, 3).

I came in yesterday around 10pm and tapped on the floor-light; a 3/4-inch silverfish scurried out from under the nearby wainscotting and I squashed it, and I squashed another one of equivalent size that made a break for the wainscotting when I picked up the floorlamp with one swift motion emanating from my core.

Surprisingly, like ten minutes later when I was walking back into the living room from the kitchen, I stirred up another, slightly-larger one that had been hiding by the edge of the natural-fiber rug on the opposite end of the room, and I squashed that one too.