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In college I rented a house. The mice had track races up and down the drapes. I went to piss and one ran out from behind the toilet. Naturally, I hosed the bathroom. I set up traps around the place with peanut butter. For a week, I would hear a "SNAP", and giggled as I went into the other room. I was a killer.
Set up traps around outside walls, they don't run in open space. Put on your hunter hat. As to your chair, put it next to a wall and put a trap next to the wall with peanut butter. Guarantee, within a week, it is dead. Relish in the "THWACK". I just got one last week.
Sidebar, my daughter, growing up, didn't like peanut butter because it was "mouse food".
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