Look up to the skies, my robotic killjoys. For you will see the rare ghost star. She comes to Earth every 50 years to contemplate how things are going along.
She's come back early, and is dearly pissed at what she is seeing. Now she'll be staying, trying to make the world how it used to be. Even if she has to take more than millions of lives.
(My little stories suck,don't they? D: )