As a swastika appears beside the pulpit, Friedrich Weber confronts the quiet surrender of his church to fascist symbolism. In a chapel now shadowed by the Reich, he must reckon with obedience disguised as faith—and the cost of silence. When sacred rites are served by boys in brown shirts and the sacrament becomes a test of social loyalty, who truly stands for Christ? This chapter explores the unsettling overlap of spiritual ritual and state control, where conformity is framed as righteousness, and resistance begins with the smallest act of remembering who we are.